Arizona republican., 1892-12-18
CLEVER AUNT KATE.

talzin at him. T only make him wuss. "
 Poor little Mrs. Olcott had been ac. customed during the whole of her mar ried life to jest give in," and her only chance of peace was in yielding to her selfshly determined husband and allow ing him to carry his point without op- position.
 Jennie was differently constituted. She inherited her fathers strong will and he had, much to his surprise, sud denly discovered an opposing force in his youngest child.
 She had been away from home for nearly three years-this pretty brown haired girl with the determined face and graceful carriage, and the father secretly admired and almost feared her
 A wealthy and childless aunt in the city had besought Jennie to share her home, and Hiram Olcott's pretty daugh- ter, though clinging to the farm with all its dear memories of childhood and childhood's joys, chose wisely when she yielded to her aunt's request.
 It was better, far better for her, for, even after her departure there were plenty of children to keep the miserly old farmer in perpetual grumble about money matters.
 It was May and the country wore one glad smile, and Jennie hailed with de- light the prospect of visit to her home, assuming very willingly the responsi- bility of housekeeping while her two unmarried sisters attended the wedding of cousin in distant town.
 This morning she was cooking, and with her sleeves rolled above her elbows stood beside the kitchen table. In one hand she held an earthen plate, while the clip, clip, clip of fork sounded noisily as she whipped some eggs to a froth.
 Yer sisters he'd to marry to suit him." walled the nervous little woman, "an you'll have to too; eff you don't there be awful fusses, so you'd jes' better give in.
 That morning the father had spoken to Jennie of young farmer, whom he termed likely catch" She had ex- pressed her opinion of him in so decided way as to alarm Mir. Olcott for the safety of his much prized authority.
 He was wont to speak of himself as a marvellous example of the patriarch. Make 'em mind" he would say. Keep yer household beneath your feet: govern 'em well, an they'll git along"
 Jennie's boldness in opposing his judg- ment so stupefed him that his anger had not yet had time to blaze forth, but Mrs. Olcott knew it would come, and SO after her husband had left the kitchen she pleaded with the girl to ''give in" Jen- nie had been very thoughtful during the little woman's appeal, but now she was resolved. and it was the Olcott in her nature which spoke. 'I wouldn't marry Jordan Moggs though father should threaten to murder me"
 The eggs were stiff now, and as she set the plate down on the table she turned from her mother and husied herself among the ingredients for cake baking which were before her. Jennie was blushing as she began softly, There is some one in Poole like very much, mother, and he's coming out here too"
 He needn't mind comin, |" said Farmer olcott grimly, as he quietly stepped into the kitchen. His face wore a cunning leer, and his wind reddened cheeks were distorted by the sneering curves of his hard lined mouth. Seating himself on one of the painted wooden chairs, he drew the bootjack to- ward him and took off his heavy shoes with calmness and deliberation which warned Mrs. Olcott that he was thor oughly aroused. The poor little nervous, broken spirited woman had learned that this particularly quiet and inoffensive manner of removing his footgear always preceded burst of passion. Hiram Olcott set his cowhide boots by the stove to dry, kicked the jack under the table and, turning toward his daugh- ter, shouted: Don't let me ketch none O yer city l fellers comin to see you. Elf they do I'll | talk to eIn; not word now, |" he growled, ! shaking his long finger menacingly at | Jennie, as she essayed to speak.
 "Tm master in my own house and | you'll not talk till such time as I'm done. , You've been away an kinder forgot how things is run here, but you might as well . get broke in now. tell you won't AdNC any Oltg ltlltIS h-lOllcIlu yOub anu | if l ketch your Aunt Kate makin matches for you I'll just fetch you home from bein fine lady down there and set you workin." Before Jennie could speak he had gone into the dining room. slamming the door behind him.
 Tears of modification and rage'stood in her brown eyes and hot words leaped to her lips, but as she glanced down at the agonized face of the little woman beside her the fierce mood changed. She bent to kiss the pain drawn lips, murmuring, Never mind, mother dear; I'll be patient for your sake" r. That's good girl, Jennie" replied Mrs. Olcott with sigh of relief; "try and git along peaceable like, an jes give in for tho sake of quiet. Yer pas gettin