Feliciana sentinel., 1892-07-09
-, ~ ypainN MA r'vs got II
fAN4Sflfsa Of my best coat, too:

n, peiaA INA l'vs got !.
4NlfkA Of my best coat, too:
WrA Chipley? What has be-
The suddeH~irl.P Nobody ever seems
,mcnt by the swhen they're wanted.
' ~ ', here's luncheon ready
ovioing Tree der, now, how. II hap
mage of silvsould they know l was
idencc OF = Cold roast grouse: with
rdcd by theily, now. this is something
vcr as OnSd the ordinary run OF our
G national ;.,
The gold lpctite.. He made big hole
y ut Wasken~ salad mound; no picked
q. 900. a 81 /. crisp. brown grouse with
en- on bait and added to its flavor by
q disAl spoonfuls of amber ounce pre-
us .All the same" said he to himself, as
/ he wiped his mouth with q damask
napkin;sa sand rose from his char, with
smother glance 1T the vegetable shaped
l+swstch; ''this sort Of thing is quite be-
yond Mrs. Chipley's means. l thought
she had better sense. 1 must really
Ispeak to her about it. In the meantime
f1must make good speed if expect to
l have much time at my friend Hodges
i.place."
Away he trudged, much comforted
tand sustained as regarded his inner
1 man --l --
i r'Joe! Jos!'' shrielsed Miss Frances
i CT Dean, coming into the room few
4 minutes later. ''what have you done7
Eaten up all the company luncheon!
-1-sAz, you greedy"
I II didn't do no such . thing" shouted
Joe, from an upper room, where he was
Transforming himself from an amateur
journeyman painter to modern tennis
player. what arc you talking about?
..Some one has eaten his fll!' cried
Miss Francesca. Just look at the
tablet
"Then it's some tramp sneaked in
through tho door that 1 left open t.
dry the paint" bnwled Joe, shifting his
leg.
4 And while the Dean family were en-
deavoring to repair damages, the task
of house cleaning went swiInmingly or
at the Chipley domiciie, only two doors
away, the girls and their mother scarce
ly tax ing time to sit down and cat then
\ hasty pudding. which, by the way, got
\ scorched through Maud's over-devotion
Il TO putting tho chintz curtains at the
pastors study windows
A But hasten rs they would, the newly
whitewashed walls were scarcely dry,
and the furniture not yet rearraugcd,
when dusk descended on the scene anc
Rev. Milo Miner came in.
'.Oh, take care, Mr.. Milner!" ex'
claimed Maud, 1.-THE door-the paint il
frcsh.''
, Mr.. Milner solemnly advanced into
! the area of the lamplight, and. twisting g
himself around to get at the skirts o.
. his coat, eyed them disconsolately.
!, More paint" said he. blue paint''
NO" said Marian. Green
The two colors were ludicrously
, alike by lamplight. The green might
. be mistaken for q lively blue-the blue
). for n dull green.
''Biue." said the pastor. firmly. 'Ds
. You think I haven't the use OF my
y eyes?''
Green" persisted Marian. u know
,, because put it on myself"
:. at is not WELL" said Reverend Mil
n ner. .for the Young to be too positive
But truth is truth" said Maud.
.An,i-w.,iie I'm about IT," said MI
, Miner, now thoroughly eHasperated
:. '.I deem it my duty to demonstrate wit
~ you concerning the cxtravagant an
y unwarranted style of diet in which yo
indulge during my absence"
81 don't know what you mcan,' sal
,. MRS. Chiplcy, feebly catching he
y. breath
l, .'Hasty pudding and milk can
l. called extravaganza hazardcd Maud.
r. '.Scorched at that" nurmurcd Ma
r, riap.
" Roast grouse and currant jelly.
:. said the pastor Chicken salad an
sponge cake. And-here again I trus
ia to the evidence of my eycsight-all SC
out on your old butterfly pattern china
"A know, because I ate of it myself.
n, "You-you got into the wrong house
a gasped Maud.
# "It was the house with the blue door.
~ serenely uttered Mr.. Milner, as if th'
" were an incontrorertiblc argument.
,e Marian clapped her hands hysteri'
Is ally.
;1 "Mamma," she cried-"Maud, NJ
"a Miner was the tramp who ate up Mis-
lie Deans company luncheon. That was ju