The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1892-08-12
TWO PAINTED DOORS.


Mr.. Miner boarded ct Q Simpson ter
race (there was no terrace, but the
squire thought the name sounded So
noroua and pleasant, so he had chris
tened his Eve little cottages aSimpson's
terraceh He boarded with Mrs. Chip
ley and her two daughters, Mnud and
Marian, who felt 1t great distinction
to be Of any service, however slight, to
the pastor.
Maud gathered fresh flowers for the
study table every day. Marian sat up
late nights to iron and mend table linen
SO that the good man might have clean
napkin every day, and to darn his stock
ings so that you could not tell mended
4 pieces from the whole. and the little
! widow herself exhausted every culinary
resource to humor his dyspepsia and to
contrive dainty dishes out Of tho Least
| possible foundation. To these three
simple women Rev. Milo Miner was
like an embodied saint.
"And now that Mr.. Miner is safely
gone for the day." said Mrs. Chipley,
well clean the sitting room and white.
wash the walls. Run to Dixey's, Maud,
for lump of unslaoked lime; and-oh,
, by the way, bring some cornmeal, dear.
Wen have hasty pudding for dinner
and eat at the kitchen table. Some
hasty pudding and milk will do for us
! women"
"of course it will do. mamma" said
Maud.
1 81 just like pudding and milkr cried
Marian, jumping gleefully up and down,
land, although Mr.. Miner is such q
dear, good man, yet 1t is sort of relief
to have him gone once in awhile, so that
we can clean house and eat hasty pud-
ding and milk. Oh, MaudF she whis-
pered to her aesthetic sister, as Mrs.
Chipley went out to hang the big kettle
over the fire, Eve such an idea in my
headl If you'll only get q little grass
green paint, ready mixed, when You are
at Dixey's, and a medium sized brushl''
\ Screen paint, Mariani What forr'
"Hush! don't let mamma heart I'm
so tired Of hearing this called the house
with the blue door,"
! Maud obeyed. Although the elder in
point Of years, she had long been accus-
I toned to be domineered over by pretty,
positive Marian.
! "But 1t is the strangest thing,
Marian" she said, as fifteen or twenty
minutes later she handed over a mys.
terious tin can and an oblong paper par
Gel to her sister; "Joe Dean is out now
painting his door blue"
"Tastes differ" said Marian, shrug-
ging her shoulders, now invested in a
preternaturally shabby old calico gown,
suitable only to the EXTREMIST exigen-
cies Of housekeeping time.
blue is lovely color, but as applied
to a house door am heartily sick of it.
Joe Dean has no more taste than New
foundland dog"
! ''The Deans are expecting city COM
pany to luncheon" said Maud. "They
sent to borrow the butterfly china plates
this morning"
at must be nice to have city COM
pany," sighed Marian.
"Oh, but to think of the work of it,.
said Maud, lifting both her hands.
! Mrs. Chipley came in at that moment
also clad in what Marian called her
"scrubbing reginentals," and wearing
an olive silk handkerchief tied around
her still bright and glossy hair, and the
three set themselves deterninedly to
work.
Rev. Milo Miner, on reaching the
railway station, received a telegram
that his friend, Professor Klingenburg,
could not possibly meet him that day.
VERY good" said Mr.. Miner, "Pll