Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-06-02

''Oh, see; you didn't mind dis
gracing the name of the poor Hutch
insonsP
"Well. you know, they are not in
the same position are theyp"
"No, indeed. They are looked
upon as thieves-you and your family
are martyrs"
you are severe. | didn't mean
that at all. wanted TO tell you that
I've been thinking over what you
said last night, and instead of blam-
ing you for taking their part, I've
come round to your opinion. But
where's the harm of suggesting they
should keep clearinghouse? 1t is
just what they would do"
''How do you knowP"
well, I-I-Well, isn't it just what
people of that class always do?'
people of what CLASP"
1.-The Hutchinsons.
"Oh, didn't know that that was
the name of class. l thought it
was the name of two unfortunate
gentlewomen who"
"GentlewomenP"
al don't think that is saying too
much for them, don't really"
"You are a splendid advocate.
wish when | am spoken i'll of 1 could
get you to take up my cause OH"
This last exclamation was one Of
dismay. They had, by the lady's
wish, now turned their steps home
ward, and being now close to Sea
view," they saw Colonel Frere and
his daughter coming out of the
house. But at the sight of Cameron
the colonels face darkened with a
frown, and turning abruptly, he re-
entered the house. followed slowly by
his daughter, who glanced back at
the approaching victim with more
amusement than anger in her face.
"He's lying in wait for me! /
daren't go in! moaned the unhappy
! Cameron.
But his fair companion tried to
nerve him for the fray.
what is the use of putting it Off ?"
she asked gently. s'You must go in
at some time or other"
mot while there's the sea TO throw
myself into. Or, at least, | shall
wait till he's gone to bed. "
He tried to pass the house, but the
young girl laid her hand upon the gate.
Cameron looked at her inquiringly.
You are mott mean, are you 60
ing imp" he asked humbly.
Yes" she answered smiling. Il
am going to enter upon my new
duties as cordonbleu. You can go up
to Colonel Frere, apologize, if you
like, for past deficiencies, and say
that-that-what shall we say? That
Miss Hutchinson has come back"
"Oh, no, can't let you take her
name. Supposing the old thing her
self were to come down! By-the-bye,
won't you tell me what your name is,
your surname Imean. Your Christian
name I've heard" he added softly.
They were standing inside the gate,
in view, it happened, of the bedroom
of the coloneps daughter.
my name is-Annie May" said
the girl, looking down.
And she walked straight up the
steps into the house, where the grin
ming Lizer was waiting with the door
open. As the young lady passed her,
however, the stolid maid suddenly
exchanged the broad smile for a re-
spectfully funereal expression, which
her features wore until both the in
Corners were out OF sight.
Annie May added one more obliga-
tion to those Cameron already owed
her by offering to go upstairs and
explain matters to the colonel, pledg-
ing herself to be answerable for the
cooking during the remainder of his
stay. But the colonel was in his own
room when she got upstairs, so 1t was
to his daughter that her explanation
was given. Tempe and Cameron
were or the stairs, anxiously await
ing the result of her mission; to their
astonishment they soon caught the
sound OF stiAed explosions of girlish
laughter.
They're making fun of u.s." said
Temple fiercely
"Let EN-" said Cameron, with res
ignation. I'm getting used to itr'
However, when Annie May came
downstairs few minutes later she
was almost unnaturally solemn.
Colonel and Miss Frere had decided
to stay, she said, and she, in the
character of Miss Hutchinson, had
undertaken that they should have
nothing to complain of further.
She kept her word. Every morn
ing and every afternoon she would
come through the gate in the garden
wall, where Cameron was always
waiting to escort her indoors. Then
she would put on a huge cooking
apron, which the deposed chef thought
the prettiest garment he had ever
seen, and roast, and bake, and boil;
and make pastry in the most adorable
way imaginable. Cameron, while
watching her pretty arms dipping
into the flour barrel, straightway
forgave every old gentleman he had
ever heard of as marrying his cook.
II they had any Of Annie Mays ways
in cooking, which was perhaps doubt
full, the temptation might well be
irresistible.
This new regime had been In force