Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-09-01
TWO PAINTED DOORS.


- and pleasant, 10 no had chris
.-si NJ, 1--WE little cottages "Simpson'a |
,-,,ee'1. lie boarded with Mrs. Chip.
!, and her two daughters, Maud mud !
Wan. who felt It great distinction
IN Of any service, however slight, TO |
Wand eathorod fresh flowers for tho
,.rjv table ovcry day Marian sat up
rnlphts to iron and mend table linen
,that the good man might have clean
,,sliu every day. and 20 darn his'stock-
~ 40 that You could not tell Intended
80. from the whole, and the little
,ijow herself exhausted every culinary
,source to humos his dyspepsia and to
sntriyo dainty dishes ont Of the least
rogiblo foundation. TO these three
dmplo women Rcy. Milo Miner was
hke an embodied saint.
"And now that MIR. Miner IS safely
rome for tho day" said Mrs. Chiplcy,
swell clean the sitting room and white
wash the walls. Run 20 Dixoy's, Maud,
iora lump Of unslael,ed lime; and-oh.
iy thc way, bring some cornmcal, dear
Wen have hAaty pudding for dinner
,nd eat AZ tho kitchen table. Some
Lastly pudding and mill; will do for Us
women
"of course it will do, mamma" said
Maud.
~ inst like pudding and milkr cried
Marian, jumping glcefully up aud downs
.and, although MIR. Miner is such II
dear, good man, yet it ia a sort OF relief
,ohayc him gone once In awhile, so that
We can clean house and eat hasty pud-
ding and milk. Oh, Maudr' she wills.
pred to her msthetio sister. rs Mrs.
Chipley went ont to hang the big kettle
over tie fire. Eve such an idoa in my
headl II you'll only get Il little grass
green paint, ready mixed, when you arc
It Dixey's, and n medium sized brushr
Green paint, Mnrianl What forf'
"liush! don't let mamma heart I'm
ptired Of hearing this called the house
viii the blue door,
Maud obeyed. Although tho elder in
pint Of years, she had long been accus-
amed to be- dominecred over by pretty
Psilivo Marian.
But II Is the strangest thing,
Marian she said. as fifteen or twenty
minutes later she handed over n mys.
,eious tin can and an oblong paper par
Ito her sister; Joe Dean is out now
painting his door blue
TASTES differ" said Marian. shrug-
ging her shoulders. now invested In u
Fetonatuully shabby old calico gown,
nliahlc only TO the EXTREMIST eXigen-
ees Of housekeeping time.
"Bluo Is o lovely color, but as applied
oa house door am heartily sick Of IL.
Joe Dean has no moro taste than Now
!undland dog"
THE Deans arc expecting city com.
pny TO luncheon" said Maud. "They
tnt to borrow the butterfly china plates
Ibis morning."
at must be nico to hayo city com
pny" sighed Marian.
"Oh, but TO think Of the work Of it,
MD Maud, lifting both her hands.
Nr. Chipley came in Mt that moment
h'o clad in what Marian called her
.csa6ling rogimentals," and wearing
~ olive silk handkerchief tied around
sers'ill bright and glossy hair, and the
tTea set themselves doterminedly 70
work.
Rev Milo Miner, on reaching tho
railway station, received n telegram
mat bis endSProfessor Klingonburg,
could not possibly meet him that day.
Very good" said Mr.. Miner, ''I1l
ny step back home and get mouthful
uimeheon, and then III go to lool, over
VOC ancient manuscripts with Or.
holgeA lio has been urging me to do
Sior some time past, and / may mover
ave better opportunity than this"
~ Miner tucked thoumbrclla under
US ann tippod his black, wide trimmed
-. over his eyes and set of ON swift
ssshgng stride back to Simpson terrace
.ls blue door stood wide opdn. SO II,
walked IN without the least ceremony.
Fesh paint!' he said to himself, Gle
.,IunS MS thin n0strils. "If there's any
g'ns on the fuce Of the earth detost II
H,sh paint. And I've got Il all oyol
getAlrts Of my best coat too. Wher,
mrs. Chiployl What has become Of
IVY glfl1 Nobody ever seems to be II
~, way when they're wanted. But
.,''unately, here's luncheon read,
rV.a' l wonder now how II han
rngd' How could they know | WA,
.pllis back. Cold roast grouse. witt
suIght jelly-chiclen salad. pickle,
Ys'ers-really, now. this IL so,nethint