Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-11-27

I for housekeeper, but ifa housekeeper
! doesn't act up to her namel OH
confound it" He is now trying to staunch
| the wound with Gotten wool ani pearl
powder, and as it refuses to be staunched he
| feels furious with all the world. Provi-
| IDENTIFY it gets staunched at last, his temper,
always an excellent one, recovers at once,
and he descends the staircase prepared to
receive anything, with smiling front
There is nothing to receive however, ex-
cept an excellent breakfast, and q table
made exquisite with dark red carnations
Mrs. Clarke had chosen these as q contrast
to the damask and silver, and her choice IL
certainly to be commended. She had de-
termined to do her best with her part. and
had given her whole soul to the decoration
OF the breakfast table.
As tact she had felt guilty about tax
ing his salary without any orthodox knowl-
edge oil The duties required. Yet-she had
told herself-that any woman who had had
house of her own would surely know how
to conduct the house of someone else. The
first consideration would be to make it COM
Portable. and-well-Mr. Drayton is un-
doubtedly gentleman, and a gentleman,
as rule, has quite as great prediction
for dainty things as lady. He certainly
for example-would like flowers upon his
breakfast table. And those lovely dark
carnations out there, growing wild, un-
thought of Obi what a shame, not to make
some use of them.
There had been something hard about that
breakfast table when first she saw it. She
would defv anyone to call il hard now, with
its masses of dainty flowers and its glitter
ing dishes of jam and marmalade, and
We'll for a hungry man it doesn't sound
much-there are only eggs, but at all events
she had seen that the bread was fresh and
the cream rich and the butter served most
daintily.
There had been toast, too, but little
tussel over that Mrs Clarke, passing
through the hall as it was being brought in,
had stopped the servant who was giving it
to Peter, and examining it, had found it
both fiahby and thick.
'Is that toast?' she said, stopping the
maid.
"Yes'm."
'That! Take it back again"
tits how she always does il, 3" said the
girl sulkily, alluding to the cook, when the
fact was she had made it herself
'Do you mean that she cannot do 1t
better?'
The girl nodded her head.
'tIt that is so, she must leave" said Mrs
Clarke quietly, yet with determination,
and also with touch of hauteur that be-
longed to her old life, and that frightened
the girl into proper frame of mind.
Take it back again" said Mrs Clarke,
"and send up some thin toast, properly
made, in three minutesp'
eyes, ma'am," said the girl utterly
subdued.
"Stav," said Mrs. Clarke as she was de-
parting. ''Tell cook wish to see her in my
room in half an hour"
The cook was up to time, and an inter-
view short and anything but sweet ensued.
1t was final, however. Cook succumbed,
and never afterward had Rhoda a seconds
trouble with her Cook had found her
mistressl
Rhoda, worried however BY the inter
view, is now glad to exchange the heated
room for the purer air in the vegetable gar
den. Here, at all events, she tells herself,
she will be alone 1t is huge garden,
winding uphill and down dale, and now
dull enough in color, with only the banks
of sunflowers here and there, and the late
roses to give it a color.
Here, she thinks, with q glad heart, she
may walk alone, untroubled by human
company-the birds are enough for her
but anything beyond
II am really quite glad to have met you,
Mrs. Clarke" says Mr. Drayton, at this
moment