The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-12-08

Dean, coming into the room q few
minutes later, what have you done?
Eaten up all the company luncheon?
Oh, you greed Z
81 didn't do no such thing,'' shout
ed Joe from an upper room, where he
was Transforming himself from an
amateur journeyman painter to a
modern tennis player. What are
you talking about?'
"Some one has eaten his fill" cried
Miss Francesca. Just look at the
tablet"
"Then it's some tramp sneaked
through the door that ] left open to
dry the paint" bawled Joe, shifting
his leg. {. Z
And while the Dean family were en-
deavoring to repair the damages the
task OF housekeeping went swimming
" on at the Chipley domiclle, only two
doors away the girls and their othera
scarcely taking time to sit down and
eat their hasty pudding, which, by
the way, got scorched through Maud's
over devotion to putting the chintz
curtains at the pastors study win.
doWs.
But hasten as they would, the new
~ whitewashed walls were scarcely
dry, and the furniture not yet rear
ranged. when dusk descended on the
scene and Rev. Milo Miner came in.
ooh, take care, Mr.. Milner'' ex.
claimed Maud; "the door-the paint
is fresh -
Mr.. Miner solemnly advanced into
the area Of the lannplight, and twist
ing himself around to get at the skirts
OF his coat, eyed them disconsolately.
More paint" said he. "Blue
paint!"
'No," said Marion. t.Green!''
The two colors were ludicrouslv
alike by lamplight. The green might
be mistaken for a lively blue-the blue
for a dull green.
"Blue!' said thepastor, firmly. ''Do
you think | haven't the use OF my
eyes?" :.
"Green," persisted Marion. ~
know, because put it on myself"
cit is not WE'LL" said Rev. Miner,
for the young to be too positive
'But the truth is TRUTH" said
Maud. r.
"And while I'm about it, said Mr..
Miner, now thoroughly exasperated,
q! deem it my duty to demonstrate
with you concerning the extravaganza
and unwarranted style OF diet in
which you indulge during my alb
sence!"
II don't know what you mean"
said Mrs. Chipley, feebly catching her
breath. go
"Hasty pudding and milk can't be
called OK travagance," hazarded Maud.
"scorched at that" mur1nured
Marian. - -:
"Roasted grouse and currant jelly"
said the pastor. "Chicken salad and
sponge cake and-here again [ trust
to the evidence of my eyesight-all
set out on your old butterfly pattern
china. know because I ate off OF it
myself" ~ 3.
'You-you got into the wrong
house." gasped Maud.
ut was the house with the blue
door" serenely uttered Mr.. Miller, as
II this were an ncOntrouertible
argument. I
Marian clapped her hands hysteric-
ally, ......&'.ass "
7zs Mamma ~ she cried-.sMau Mr..
Mlliner was the tramp who ate up
Miss Deans company luncheon. That
was just what Francesca Dean told
me they had prepared! And on our
butterfly china, too," 80
at was the blue door," stubbornly
repeated Mr., Miner.
But Joe Dean painted their door
blue today" exclaimed Marian.
"And I painted ours green"
The pastor sank Imply into
chair ~'-Tf s."
Then" he said, t.Pve got green
and blue paint on the skirts of my
coat-and I have made dreadful
blunder in the bargain! And must
go at once and apologize to the Dean
family; but not until you, my kind
friends, have forgiven me for my med
ding interference"
"But, really" said mischievous
Maud hasty pudding isn't an extrav-
agance" ...-. 81
Mrs. Chipley and Marian FASTENED
to deprecate the parsons humility,
and he went sadly to make his peace
with Miss Francesca Dean.
1T is kind o. queer" said Deacon
Phllpott, talking the matter over
some days afterward. ':The dominic
he plumb admits that he's sort O.
absent-minded, and needs a wife to
keep him straight: And TIL bet even
on pretty Miss Maud and Francesca
Dean"
The deacon, however, was wrong
for once in his life. Pastor Miner did
get married, but it was neither the
'blue-eyed Francesca nor the dark
orbed Maud. Like a sensible man, he
proposed to Widow Chipley herself,
and was accepted at once.
, But if Mrs. Miner does not object"
he said with due courtesy, II should
like to have the front door painted
blue once more"
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