Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1892-12-02

TWO PAINTED DOORS.

Mr.. Miner boarded at 3 Simpson ter.
race. CThere was no terrace, but the
Squire thought the name sounded sono.
rous and pleasant, so he had christencd
his five little cottages "Simpson ter
race"
He boarded with Mrs Chipley and her
two daughters, Maud and Marian. who
felt it great distinction to be of any
service, however slight, to the pastor.
Maud gathered fresh flowers for the
study table every day; Marian sat up
late nights to iron and mend table linen
so that the good man might have clean
napkin every day, and to darn his stock
ings so that you could not tell mended
places from the whole, and tho little
widow herself exhausted every culinary
resource to humor his dyspepsia, and to
contrivc dainty dishes out of the least
possible foundation.
Sand now that Mr.. Miner is safely
gone for the day." said Mrs. Chiplcy,
"wc'll clean the sitting room and white
wash the walls. Run to Dixey's. Maud
for lump of unslacked lime, and-oh /,
by the way, bring some cornmeal, dear.
Well have hasty pudding for dinner,
and eat at the kitchen table. Hasty
pudding and milk will do for US wo-
men"
"0f course it will do mamma, said
Maud.
II just like pudding and milk !" cried
Marian, jumping gleefully up and down,
"and although Mr.. Miner is such a
dear, good man, yet it is sort Of relief
TO have him gone once in awhile, 50
that we can clean house and eat hasty
pudding and milk"
ooh, Maud !" she whispered to her
aesthetic sister, as Mrs. Chpley went
out to hang the big kettle over the fire,
"I'vc such an idea in my head If
you'll get little grass-green paint ready
mixed, when you are at Dixey's and n
medum-sized brush "
screen paint, Marian What for !"
"IIush ! don't let mamma hear I'm
80 tired of hearing this called tho house
with the blue door"
Maud obeycd; although the elder in
point of years, she had long been nc
customed to be domineercd over by
pretty, positive Marian.
"But it is the strangest thing,
Marian" she said, as Is or 20 minutes
later, she handed over mysterious tin
can, and an oblong paper parcel to her
sister "Joe Dean is now painting his
door blue !"
"Tastes, differ" said Marian shrug-
ging her shoulders, now invested in a
prcternaturally shabby old calico gown,
suitable only to the EXTREMIST cxigcncics
Of house cleaning time.
"The Deans arc expecting city COM
pany TO luncheon" said Maud "Thcy
sent to borrow the butterfly china plates
this morning"
at must be nice to have city com.
pany," sighed Marian.
"Oh! but 10 think Of the work Of it =
said Maud, lifting both her hands.
Mrs Chipley came in at that moment
also clad in what Marian called hcl
"scrubbing regimentals, and wearing
an old olive silk handkerchief tict
around her still bright and glossy hair
and they set themselves detormincdlJ
TO work.
Rev. Milo Miner, on reaching th,
railway station, received telegram tina
his friend, Prof. Klingenburg, could no
possibly meet him that day.
VERY good said Miner, "I'll JUS
stop back home and get a mouthful 0
luncheon, and then I'll 60 to look owe
those religious manuscripts with DR.
Hodges"
Mr.. Miner tucked the umbrella un
der his arm, tipped his black, wide
trimmed hat over his eyes and set of o
a swift, swinging stride back TO SimT
son terrace The blue door stood wild
open. SO he walked ia without III
least ceremony
Fresh paint p ho said to himscl
lifting his thin nostrils. "If there
anything on the face Of the earth pr