The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1892-05-21
A BOWL OF CRUEL.
What Dolly Gained by Her Culin.
ary knowledge.

Inc spoon was suddenly laid down
and Uncle Joshua's shaggy brows con
tracted till they met in grizzled line
across his forehead.
''It's burnt" said he.
WELL" tartly exclaimed Adelina,
Il burnt my hand, too; that is, 1
scalded 1t dreadfully when was stir
ring in the meal. 1t spluttered and
bubbled up. But as for the gruers be-
ing burnt. that's only your notion! I'm
sure didn't cook it long.
NO" Uncle Joshua calmly re Joined,
you didn't cook it long enough; it
tastes raw. But the milk was burnt,
and you've got it too calty! 1 can't eat
it 1t takes knack to make good
Cruel. 1t seems to me that woman
OF your age. Adeliny-most thirty,
arn't ye?-ought to know how to cook
something fit for sick person to.eatv'
An angry red burned on Adelina's
checks. She seized the bowl of con-
demned cruel and founced down into
the dining-room, where the rest of the
family were assembled.
"l'll never cook another thing for
him as long as live!" she exclaimed
II do wish, ma, that when Uncle
Joshua sent word that he was coming
to visit us, you had written to him that
we were sick, or something, and it
wasn't convenient" "a
Don't be rash,v said Mrs. Dart, a
sharp-toned matron, with calculating
gray eyes. Folks say he's richp'
Il don't believe It'll" retorted Adelina.
Nor do l!'' echoed her sister Blanche,
a languid blonde. IF he is worth any,
thing why does he dress SO shabbilv? 7
almost die of shame every time he goes
to church with us!"
"And think of his homer continued
Adelina. THAT little red farmhouse,
with its rag carpet, featherbeds and
windows that won't let down at the
top-it's awful!'
why, | thought it was lovely
place, with its sloping, moss-covcred
roof and the big elms around It'll" said
Dolly.
We have mentioned Dolly last be-
cause 1t seemed to be the fashion in
the Dart household Ever since she
was a tiny lass and her father had
foolishly welded the Widow Wood and
brought her and her two grown-up
daughters to his home, Dolly had been
very insignificant person.
Papa Dart did not long survive his fol-
ly. and after his death Dolly was treated
worse than ever. She did most of the
work and had least of the pleasure.
Adelina and Blanche seemed to have a
sort OF spite against her. Perhaps it
was owing to jealousy of her beauty,
for Dolly was very pretty.
Few of the fashionable set in tho
town OF Conover knew anything about
Dolly.
"She is such mere child yet-too
young to go into society,"" Mrs. Dart
would carelessly remark. 'Ihaye Ade-
lima and Blanche to chaperon, and when
they are comfortably settled in life,
why then it'll be time for Dolly to
come out 1t isn't likely that she cares
much about 1t, anyway, she's such a
home body!" 4
Dolly was a home body, but, like
most young girls, she had a longing for
pretty clothes and gay festivities. And
when she heard about the ball that
was to be given down ut Squire Della.
nos, the nabob of the town, in honor
OF the return of his son and daughter
the former from German uniyersi.
ty and the latter wise young damsel
from Vassar-when she saw with her
own eyes the dainty cream-tinted invi-
tation with her own name, Miss Dor.
othy Dart written on it, she wanted
to go very much, indeed, and, for a
wonder, summoned up enough bold.
ness to manifest her desire.
why. Dolly, what can you be think
ing Off exclaimed her stepmother.
You know cannot afford to get YOU
q new dress!"
u can wearmy white muslin!" stout
" persisted the young girl.
Your old muslin? That wouldn't
10 at all! You'd be real dowdyr
"She might have my blue silk fixed