The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1892-06-23

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stats Of the bind. Sister Martha knew
very well that the golden rule has no
practical application to the art Of enter.
tanning.
The cards dropped into the LittleHeld
pOStOffice caused all the dutter among
the neighbOrs Mrs. Whitcumb had an
ticipated. Ladies stopped each other in
the street and talked more than usual
over gates. A little throb Of anticipatory
excitement was abroad. The fuckers,
who appeared to live In the dark. were
just ~ much shut up in their house a.
ever. but the Woods were even more
noisy. lifting up loud and derisive laugh.
ter that flew through open windows aud
pervaded the tennis ground. Mrs. Whit
cumb heard them as she seeded raisins,
and sliced cirron and beat eggs. and q pc
culiar smile curled her lips. She knew
their hearts were ranking with hatred
and malice.
Ann was touched by the unwonted
spirit Of company hustle. and ner gray
pebble eyes caught a little CLEAN Of
warmth rs she sat rubbing the silver cOf-
feepot and sugar bowl with silicate
something OF tho cheerful stir, with
vague puifs Of perfume. the delicious
odors of baking cakes, must have come up
~ Miss Mayhem, secluded In her cSS..h-
Der. II was on Thursday. the day Of the
tea party, that Ann heard the tinkling OF
her mistress bell in the middle Of the
forenoon. When she went up to her she
found Miss Mayhem sitting in the chintz
covered easy chair near the window that
looked out on Captain Bligh's garden.
There was feverish spot on her pale
cheek and her eyes were eager and I'M
usually bright.
Ann" she said, with little shade Of
hesitation in her tone, 1--we been think
ing if could go down to the company
for few minutes just to show myself
and to tell them how welcome they all
arc"
AIMS mouth pursed and her look stiff
ened into strong aspect Of disapprOval.
'l've lived IN my old double gowns
and wrappers 10 long" she went on. fal-
tering. and yet with the pathetic eager
ness in her eyes. Il haven't anything to
appear in But there are the dresses !
had before mother died all laid away in
the press wash you would bring some
Of them out Ann. and let Ine look ut
them"
Ann saw the Tutoring feeble hands
anil the excited look in the CLASSY. sunk
en- eyes She moved toward the press
with reluctance. rs il her joints had sud-
AaVn1ts .lal
presently came back with some anti
qnated gowns hung over her arm. There
wis blue merino made for q hoop
faded IN streaks and wrInkled. and Q
pink lawn with wide. oil fashioned
sleeves and low neck to be worn with
lace cape.
Miss Mayhem took the pink lawn in
her trembling fingers and heId It up be.
side her IT, led. salluw face and whiten.
ing hair. where she could nee herself in
the bureau glass. 1t was CHASTITY re-
minder Of her lost girlhUd An odor
Of dead summers and Yithered rAes
seemed to steal out Oi the old lawn. It
touched the pDr woman neInIrleS and
she let fall the pax fhCls from her pale
fingers. feebly pushing the gown away
with her foot ~ II lay 0n the carpet and
broke into weak. hystericaI s"lR.
PUT me to bed. Aun." she mOaned.
sinking down like flower touched by
the frost. II am cold Rs Ice.
The heart seemed tO break through the
strong barriers Of AIMS lRSOm. She put
Miss Mayhew's head down on her bOny
breast and snOothed her hair with her
knotte.I brown fingers There, dearie:
there. dearie." she cr0Oned; don't grieve
50; wish a cralnp had ketched Mis-
Whitcumb afore ever she come to this
house."
Ann put her mistress to bed. tucking
her up warm under blankets with hot
water bags.
Dear me" said Mrs. Whitcumb. when
Ann returned to the kitchen. II do hope
she isn't going to have one Of her worst
kind Of spells It might interfere with
the tea, and with them cards all out,
shouldn't know what to do"
That's Marthy Marier Whitculnb all
over" muttered Ann. as she retired to
the woodShed to give vent to her feelings.
The tea party came on that evening
without anything to mar the pleasure Of
the occasion. Il was all that had been
anticipated in the way Of culinary ex-
cellence. Deacon Folsom. a nervous
dyspeptic. ate far more than was good
for him. and his wife was up nearly all
night applying mustard pl,Isters to SEN
sitive parts Of his body There were
several old ladies' wh0 Toasted " they
seldom did except at THANKSGIVING
They laughed and jOked softly together
at the ainOunt they had eaten though It
had slightly stupetied their brains The
three Miss Slows. whO were gentseIly
poor. and starved themselves habItually
on bread and weak tea tn keep up ap-
pearances only wished their capaaIty
for salad and Ice cream hal proved
greater, and that the fOOI might ABIDE
with them for days To cOine The
clergyman even though bnund To ret an
example. made noble inroatlH ON the
viands before him.
. The nigh tea had been No delicious. such
u conspicuous example II H,NIa cookery
that the guests were lOath tO leave the
table. Mrs Whitcumb Acintillated in
her black silk with bead trimmings II
was one Of the prOudest moments Of her
life. Her religious convictions were
elastic and easily accommodated them
selves in all companies Had she been
at home IN BLth among her own ret she
wOuld have proposed cards for the even
ing's diversion but with minister and
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