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

up all the company lunchconl Oh, you
greedy
al didn't do no such thing" shouted
Joe from nm upper room. where he was
Transforming himself from an amateur
iournoyinan painter 10 "a modern tennis
player "What arc You talking aboutY'
"Somo ono has eaten his till' criod
Miss. francesca. "Just look at che
tablew
"Then it's some tramp sneatod in
through the door that lett open TO dry
the paint" bnwlod Joe. shifting his leg.
And while the Dean family were en-
deayoring to repair damages the task OF
housekeeping went swimrtingly on at
the Chipley domicile, only two doors
away, tho girls aud their mother scarce
" taking time to sit down and eat their
hasty pudding, which, 10y tho way, got
scorched through Maud's oyerdeyotion
10 putting tho chiniz curtains at the
pastors study windows
But hasten rs they would, the newly
whitewashcd walls were scarcely dry,
and the furniture not yet roarranged,
when dusk descended ON tho scene and
Rev. Milo Miner came In.
ooh, take care, Mr.. Milnern cx-
claimed Maud, "the door-tho paint is
fresh"
Mr.. Miner solemnly advanced into
the area of the lamplight, and twist.
ing himself around to get ut the skirts
Of his coat eyed them disconsolatoly.
"NIore paint" said he. "Bluc paintr'.
mo" snid Marion. Green"
The two oolors were ludicrously alike.
by lnmplight. Tho grcon might be mis-.
taken for a lively bluo-thc blue for a.
duh green.
"Dlue!" said the pastor firmly. DO
You think Invent tho use Of my oyos''
"Grccn," persisted Marian. KNOW,
because put it ON myself"
at Is not WE'LL said Rev. Miner
"for the young TO bo too positive
"But truth is truth" said Maud.
"And while I'm about It," said Mr..
Miner, now thoroughly cxasporatcd, 81
deem It my duty to demonstrate with
You concerning the cxtrayagant and un-
warranted style Of diet In which you in
dulgo during my absonccr
81 don't know what Won mean" said
Mrs. Chipley, foobly catching her breath.
"lIasty pudding and milk can't be
called extravaganza" hazardcd Maud.
"scorched at that" murmurcd Ma
rian.
"Roast grouse and cuTant jelly" said
the pastor. "Chickon salad and sponge
cake. And-hcrc again ! trust to tho
evidence Of my eycsight-all set out on
your old butterfly pattern china |
know, because | ate OF 1t myself
"You--you got into the wrong house"
gasped Maud.
at was the house with tho blue doorr
scrcnely uttered Mr.. Miner, MS Il this
were an incontroyortihlo argument
Marian olappcd hcr hands hystcr-
ically.
"Niamma," she cried; MAUD, Mr..
Miner was tho tramp who ate up Miss
Deans company luncheon. That was
Just what Francesca Dean told mo they
had prepared And ON our butterfly
china too!'
at was the house with the blue door, y
stubhornly replied Mr.. Miner.
"But Joe Dean painted their door blue
today!' exclaimed Marian. "And
painted ours green"
The pastor sanl; Imply into n chair
"Thon," he said, "Iyc got green and
blue paint both ON tho skirts Of my coat
aud have made dreadful blundor IN
tho bargain! And must 90 nj once aud
apologize TO the Dean family; but moi
until you, my kind friends, have for
given me for my meddliug intcrfer
encc.'
"But really" mischievous Maud
"hnsty Pudding isn't an extravaganza.
; Mrs. Chiplcy aud Marian hnstencd Il
dcprccate tho pastors humility, and h,
went sadly TO make his peace with Mis-
Francesca Dean.
. "lt Is kind o queer said Deacon
philpott, talking the matter over som,
days afterwnrd. "Tho dominic, h
plumb admits that he's sort o absont
minded, and needs wife 10 keep hin
straight. And III bet oven on prctt!
Miss Mud aud Francesca Dean"
Tho deacon, however, was wrong 70
=, once In his life. Pastor Miner did &c
married, but It was neither TO blue eye'
Francesca nor dark orhod Maud. Liz
n sensible man he proposed TO Widow
Chiploy herself, and was accepted n
once.
"But II Mrs. Miner does not object,
he said, with duo courtesy. II shoul
like 10 have tho front door painted blu
once more. Homo Queen.
Il New York from the outside.