The Press., 1891-06-04
CLEVER AUNT KATE.

CLEVER AUNT KATE.
 ''It ain't no use in a-goin' agin your pa, Jennie-he's had his own way round here continual, for more'n thirty years, an you'll jest hev to give in; no use talkin' at him. T only makes him wuss :"
 Poor little Mrs. Olcott had been &C., customed during the whole of her mar ried life to "jest give in," and her only chance of peace was in yielding to her selfshly determined husband and al- lowing him to carry his point without opposition.
 Jennie was differently constituted. She inherited her fathers strong will, and he had, much to his surprise, sud denly discovered an opposing force in his youngest child. ... .....a
 She had been away from home for nearly three years-this pretty, brown haired girl with the determined face and graceful carriage, and the father secretly admired and almost feared her. A wealthy and childless aunt in the city had besought Jennie to share her home, and Hiram Olcott's pretty daughter, though clinging to the fssrm, with all its dear memories of childhood and child hoods joys, chose wisely when she yielded to her aunt's request. It was better, far better for her, for even after her going there were plenty of children to keep the miserly old farmer in a per petual grumble about money matters.
 u1oS May opd tho country xuo1.o or,c glad smile, and Jennie hailed with de light the prospect of q visit to her home, assuming very willingly the responsi- bility of housekeeping while her two un- married sisters attended the wedding oi 8 cousin ill distant town. . This morning she was cooking, and with her sleeves rolled above her elbows stood beside the kitchen table. In one hand she held an earthen plate while the clip, clip, clip of fork sounded noisily as she whipped some eggs to g froth.
 "Yer sisters he'd to marry to suit him, walled the nervous little woman, Ian you'll hev to, too; of you don't tnere be awful fusses, so you'd jes better give in." - That morning the father had spoker to Jennie of young farmer, whom he termed ''ikely catch" She had ex pressed her opinion of him in so decided l a way as to alarm MT. Olcott for the safety of his much prized authority.
 He was wont to speak of himself as 2 marvellous example of the patriarch Make 'eln mind" he would say. "KeeI yer household beneath yer feet: gover1 | 'em we'll, an they'll git along." % Jennies boldness in opposing his judg ment so stupefed him that his anger had not yet had time to blaze forth; but Mrs l Olcott knew it would come, and so afte, l her husband had left the kitchen she 1 pleaded with the girl to ''give in." Jen nie had been very thoughtful during the little woman's appeal, but now she was resolved, and it was the Olcott in hel nature which spoke. II wouldn' marry Jordan Moggs though father should 1 threaten to murder me-" rrsr>5.
 The eggs were stiff now, and as she set the plate down on the table she turned from her mother and busted her I self among the ingredients for cake bak ing which were before her. Jennie was blushing as she began softly, ''There i. some one in Poole l like very much mother, and he's coming out here to- 'sHe needn't mind comin'," said Farmer Olcott grimly as he stepped quietly into the kitchen. His face wore cunning leer, and his wind reddened cheeks were distorted by the sneering curves of hi, hard lined mouth. Seating himself o1 %Io tad ok xus, l, drew the bootjack toward him and tool off his heavy shoes with calmness ant deliberation which warned Mrs. Olcot that he was thoroughly aroused. The poor little nervous. broken spirited woman had learned that this particu larly quiet and inoffensive manner of re moving his footgear always preceded { burst of passion.
 Hiram Olcott set his cowhide boot. by the stove to dry, kicked the jacl under the table, and, turning toward his daughter, shouted: -..
 Don't let me ketch none yer city fellers comin' to see you. Elf they do I'll talk to 'en; not a word now," h. growled, shaking his long finger nenac ingly at Jennie, as she essayed to speak ''Tm master in my own house, an you'll not talk till such time as I'm done You've been away an kinder forgot how things is run here, but you might as vel get broke in now. 1 tell you I won hey any city fellers a follerin' you; an ef ketch yer aunt Kate maxim matches fur yon I'll jest fetch you home iron bein' fine lady down there an set yo1 workin'"
 Before Jennie could speak he had gon, into the dining room. slamning the doc behind him. ,As
 | Tears of modification and rage stoot in her brown eyes and hot words leape9 to her lips, but as she glanced down a the agonized face of the little woman beside her the fierce mood changed 1 She bent to kiss the pain drawn lips murmuring, ''Never mind. mother dear I'll be patient for your sake"
 | That's 8 good girl, Jennie" repliet Mrs. Olcott, with a sigh of relief, "tr, and git along peaceable like. an jest giy, in for the sake of quiet. Yer pas get tin wuss and wuss." -.: fg.,.
 Jennie wrote partial account of wha had occurred to her Aunt Kate, and thil was the answer of that clever woman My Dear Niece-Your father needl managing, and will undertake to d. it. I have written to him to come dows to the city and advise me about the sala of piece of property, and you need no be surprised at anything that happens. Mrs. Kate Caldina was the oaly one 1T
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