The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-10-06
A DOMESTIC Ex ERIMENr.
The Wonderful OH Stove, and How 1t
Worked for Mr.. Bee.
rom the Providence journal.


From the Providence Journal.
They are advertised far aud near, Of all
kinds and styles, of single wick OF many
wicks, with ovens and without ovens,
labor-saviug, coalsaving, and above all else,
temper-saving; but the advertisers always
forgot to add that sometimes, just by way
of variety, and in q very cowardly way.
when every one is out of the room. they
belch forth as much smoke as an average
soft coal factory.
Mr. and Mrs. Bee, a progressive couple,
seeing wonderful oil stove advertise
ment, decided TO buy one for use in their
country cottage, aud chose an excellent
article, about two feet high, with three
wicks, a top with covers, ana a good-sized
oven-in short with everything necessary
for cooking.
| What a time there was to get that oil
| stove into the country. II bad to be packed
and sent down to the Il ain; and Mr.. Bee
went to the city Just to come back on the
train with it, to be sure that 1t arrived IN
perfect condition, and Mrs. Bee, and all the
| little Bees, we're on the platform to well
| come it. Then it was carefully taken home
in the carrysll, and set up in the kitchen,
where the all-absorbing first trial took
place. And it burned equal to the highest
expectations, clear, bright, without aficker
and odorless. And such bread as it would
bake, and how it would broil q steak! There
never was its peer.
So the summer went on, in peace and
comfort-for a while But after a time
that oil stove began to reveal its true nature.
| 1t didn't burn well, and scented the house
with the keen odor of kerosene. Said Mr..
| Bee: THE stove needs cleaning. The
draught is partially stopped and the burner
clogged." So they took 1t to pieces, and
| Mrs. Bee scrubbed and secured it until it
was as bright as new, aud 1t was put to-
gether again. For few days II did much
better; then again began to get fractions
| For half an hour at a time 1t could hardly
be induced to give any flame at all; then 1t
would mount higher and higher aud send
| up three long banners of smoke. Then, at
other times, it would vary the entertain~
ment by swapping and cracking like bunch
| Of small powder crackers.
At length it became utterly unbearable in
its freakiness and the crisis came. 1t was
Saturday morning, that morning of all in
| the week when Juings should go straight.
| but seldom do, and affairs were progressing
| with smoothness and regularity that
made Mrs. Bee happy. The bread and pies
were baked and standing on the tale 10
cool; the vegetables and meat for dinner
were ready and awaiting their turn, and
the oil stove was burning charmingly. 1t
neither fiickered nor smoked and gave
| nGaO buu hOb wv
| Now, why any one should be cruel enough
to take that time on Saturday morning 70
call is hard to tell, but true it is that some
one knocked and Mrs. Bee went TO the
door, after casting a glance around the
kitchen and satisfying herself that all would
be we'll till her return. There was Mrs
Doolittle come for chat on the weeks
gossip. So they sat out on the veranda-
that being the coolest place-Rnd were soon
deep in many condolences.
| But in about ten minutes there rose wild
hubbub aud commotion IN the kitchen AND
1 an instant later out rushed little Bobby
Bee, black from head b feet and shouting al
the top of his voice, 30, mamma mamma
the stoves on fire." Sure enough the stove
was blazing; the doors were blazing; the
oven was blazing, and each flame and poinl
of flame terminated in stream Of thick
black, oily, heavy smoke that did not
quietly sail away out Of the open Windows
and doors. but settled upon and stuck tC
| everything and penetrated to the most, re-
mote corners of the house.
When at last the ire was put out, after
much burning of fingers, they looked al
each other and around the room. They
were black, a shiny, greasy black. The floor
was black; the walls and table were black
the bread and pies were pasted with black
and every part of the house was found or
| inspection to be sDeckled and smooched witt
black; and Bobby Bee, depressed by the
unusual density of the atmosphere, moral al
we'll as aerial, set up wall that adequately
expressed the feelings Of that hive full o.
Bees.
The wonderful oil stove now stands in the
shed in ignominious disgrace, and IL any one
should chance to want an oil stove for ex-
perimental or other purposes, that one /
obtainable on application to the Beehive
for very small sum.