Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1891-10-23

coming In 10 dlnner the secOuu udI ,
and shifting in a savory and unusal
odor.
"Creamed chicken, uncle" said lsa-
bel, ''and spaghette, smothered in
tomato sauce"
"Jemima she generally fried the
fowls in pan" observed the deacon,
and cooked the macaroni without a
furrin dressin'. But | don't deny that
this ere is proper good. a mince pie
this time O. year amt asleep or
dreaming.
Isabel laughed gleefully out.
"Oh, uncle, how readily you fell in
to the trap ~ said she. Its made
of crackers and raisins and vinegar.
got the recipe out Of my new cook
book. Isn't it deicious?"
Old Jemima sat by, frowningn
II amt one to believe in new-fan'
gled trash" said she.
And nothing would induce her 10
take a piece of the deceitful pie.
The deacon was lighting his pipe
for an after-dinner smoke Oh the back
piazza, when the soft sound of an old
fashioned ballad, accompanied by
the piano, reached his ears.
"Wen, l declare said he, IF that
amt Annie Laurien Who's that
singin'? And where did she get the
pianny-forty?" ?"
Isabel came out with a half-wiped
tea saucer in her hand.
Its our Nam said she, trump
hantly. Hasn't she got a sweet SO
prano voice? The piano? Why, Joe
Sedley brought it over this morn
ing. Nan is to play the organ in
church and lead the choir, and of
course she must have something to
practice on. Mr.. Sedley is quite en-
thusiastic about her musical abili-
ties"
'Humph." said the deacon. How
much do the trustees calculate to
pay?'
"A hundreds aud fifty dollars a
wear" Isabel answered. And Nan
can clothe herself nicely out of that
sum, seeing that we all cut and make
our own wardrobes.'
"Humph" again commented the
deacon. Il wonder if she can play
this ere tune? My father used to
sing it when / was a boy" Aud he
began to whistle, after a somewhat
awkward fashion.
"Oh." cried Isabel, that's 'Brignal
Bank OF course she can play it
and sing it, too!'
And within five minutes the dea-
con. leaving his forgotten pipe on the
piazza rail, was listening to the old
refrain OF his youth, with a round
tear drop on either cheek.
1T does sound good - said he. Il
declare can most see father a-settin
bv the h h'arth Of the old log cabin a
singin' it and stampin' his foot to
keep time, an mother rockin' John +
wooden cradle opposite"
The New York girls" reputation
grew and spread In few days she
came to the deacon.
Uncle" said she, "Jemima don't
get along at the factory. She's too
old to put up with new ways. Now
I've thought Of plan. Do you ob-
iect to my hiring her to look after
the chickens and turkey-ponlts, while
| give music lessons insteadf | can
afford TO pay her, and make quite q
margin of profit besides"
well, do say fort, said Deacon
Prout, you seem to have pretty
fair idea o business"
Isabers cooking became daintier
and more toothsOme with every day.
Hester distinguished herself in the
dairy. Old Jemima toiled silently in
the poultry yard, and acknowledged
to herself that them New York
gals" had more ability than they had
received credit for.
And at the months end Deacon
Prout found himself in a quandary.
81 dunno which OF the three to
keep" said he. Il like 'em all so vel
/ / don't know how TO make a ch'ice
7 The house wouldn't seem like itseli
without Mans music and that picteI
OF the big north medder that Isabe
painted and hung on the best room
/ wall is more material than natur' itself
And the story that Hetty made uI
about my grain'ther's scrimmag'
with the Pequeechee Indians anc
had printed in the paper, it does eI
eel everything"
well, uncle" said Mamie. thai
same evening. (which OF usis to stayg'
Uncle is going to draw lots" sug