The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-03-22
HIS MOTHERS COOKING.
How Mr.. Smith was Cured of a
Bad Habit.

II suppose you call these things
doughnutsi- said Mr.. Smith. picking
up curly, brown edible on the ex-
treme end OF his fork. and cycling Il
with an untranslatable expression Of
countcnance.
Eyes, Of course do" said Mrs.
Smith. little timidly. AREN'T they
nice? ] made them myself"
Mr.. Smith laid the curly, brown edi-
BILE down again, and pushed the plate
back.
"Nice9s he repeated. II don't say
they're not nice presume they're
nice enough In their way. But wish
you could have eaten my mothers
doughnuts.
''How were they different from these,
John2" Mrs. Smith venturcd dcfcrcn-
TALLY TO inquire.
Mr.. Smith moved fretfully in his
chair.
an every way" said he. women
nowadays don't know how 10 cook.
Wont you eat one, John?"
THANK you, my dear, one mouthfHl
Is enough, . sarcastically answered her
lord aud master "I'vc lingering re-
spect left for my digestion Joanna.
make me piece 81 toast stale bread,
mind, and brown it but very little
don't caro- 10 load my stomach with
charcoal =
It was perhaps a good thing for Mr.
Smith that he was loo much occupied
with the columns 81 tile morning paper
to observe the expression Of Joanna's
face, us she whislscd on int. the kitchen
to execute her order
.sId like to shake some " that mons
sense out OF him. niuttercd Jvann 10
herself. lis she shut two slices IL bread
into the toastcr and held II over the
Ere. "of all fools, give me q man! And
she as patient and sweet rs now milk
over itlr
Joanna johnson was no ordinary
s.hired help" She was q grim. straight
backed, lnntcrn-jawcd New England
woman, who bad taken care " Allie
Aston as child, and who, sooner than
desert her nursing when she married,
Joined her establishment in the hum
BILE capacity Of general houseworker.
She did twice what any cclt or Teuton
would have accomplished, and for half
the wages, although no earthly power
would have induced her to call herself
4 servant" or wear a frillcd cap like
the other housemaids in tho block.
Mrs. Aston was very quiet all that
day Joanna watched her with wistful
eyes, as dog watches his master.
I sShe amt happy" pondered Joanna.
1...sss s1tn1rit.b ~ hat all
the time. Women don't know how TO
cook, don't they? Well, II ] was to
write down in q book all that men don't
know. I'd have TO build house to keep
the volumes IN. guess"
sJoannar' said Mrs Aston. In the
afternoon.
"Ma'amr' responded Joanna
Joanna WINS particular to accord Mira
Aston all the honorary attributes Of
mistresshood. rs general thing. It
was only when they were quite by
themselves that she indnlged In the
sweet usages Of the past and called
her ..petn and Sweetheart" and her
own little Allie. . as If they were nurse
and baby again.
Il wish you'd get mo Mr.. Smiths
little brown valise. want TO pack
It"
.Eh9~ said Joanna. mr.. Smith GO
ing away again?"
Eyes" the young wife answered,
with something Of defiance In her man
ncr. ..It's nearly three months since
he went away before. and business Is
business, you know"
YES" Joanna laconIcally answered,
II know"
Mr.. Smith was 70 take the night
train lie came home to an early sup
per. but he would not eat much Of the
nice fried oysters and apple fritters
which Alice had prepared for him,
Joanna. sighed the young wife,
when her husband had gone. I'm not
much Of cook.
.Thcm oysters was beautiful. dearly,
said Joanna, ,.an' the frittcrs was as
light as feather.
.John couldn't eat them"
..That's ali his cantankerousness,
dear
Joanna, yon shouldn't speak Of my
husband In that wayi" cried Alice, fir-
ing up.
II won't again. DEAR said the New
Highlander, covered with confusion.
ut kind O. slipped out But" she per
sisted, In a low tone to herself. Its
true, all the same /"
And" added Alice, John thinks 50
much Of nice things 70 eat and drink
YAH men do"
Joanna muttered grunt which might
be translated yes or mo. according
10 pleasure.
..ISe almost mind to write 70 his
mother observed Alice. ''and ask her
advice. Don't you think II would be q
good plan, Joanna?"
1T mightn't be had one.r said the
noncommittal daughter Of Cape Ann.
She went back to the kitchen and
stirred up batter for the mornings
huckwheats. her face full Of new ~.
solve