The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-03-31

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The shadows that passed away
We know that the life God wiued
Is the life we live to-day.
Sarah Douaney, in Golden Days
HIS MOTHERS COOKING.
How Mr.. Smith Was Cured Of .
Bad Habit.
II suppose you call these thing.
doughnuts!' said Mr.. Smith. picking
up curly, brown edible on the ex
treme end of his fork, and cycling i
with an untranslatable expression o.
countenance.
Eyes, of course / do" said Mrs
Smith. little timdIy. Aren't they
nice? made them myself"
Mr.. Smith laid the curly, brown edi
BILE down again, and pushed the plate
back.
''Nice?" he repeated, II don't say
they're not nice. I presume they're
nice enough in their way. But wish
you could have eaten my mothers
doughnuts."
"How were they different from these,
John?" Mrs. Smith ventured deferen.
italy to inquire.
Mr.. Smith moved fretfully In his
chair.
''In every way" said he. women
| nowadays don't know how to cook"
Wont you eat one. John?''
THANK you, my dear, one mouthful
is enough" sarcastically answered her
lord and master. i've lingering re-
spect left for my digestion. Joanna.
make me piece of toast. Stale bread.
mind, and brown it but very little l
don't care to load my stomach with
charcoal"
It was perhaps good thing for Mr..
Smith that he was too much occupied
with the columns of the morning paper
to observe the expression Of Joanna's
face as she whisked off into the kitchen
to execute her order.
SD like to shake some of that non
sense ont Of him." muttered Joanna to
herself, as she shut two slices of bread
icto the toaster and held it over the
fire. "Of all fools, give me mani And
she as patient and sweet as new milk
over It'll"
Joanna johnson was no ordinary
"hired help" She was grim. straight
backed. lantern-jawed New England
woman. who had taken care of Allie
Aston as a 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 Celt or Teuton
would have accomplished, and for half
the wages, although no earthly power
yould have induced her to call herself
a servant" or wear frilled cap like
the other housemaids in the block.
Mrs Aston was very quiet all that
day. Joanna watched her with wistful
eyes, as dog watches his master.
''She amt happy" pondered Joanna,
land it's because he's pickin' at her all
the time. Women don't know.how to
cook, don't they? Well. if was to
write down in book all that men don't
lsnow, I'd have to build house to keep
the volumes in. guess"
JOANNA said Mrs Aston, in the
afternoon.
"Ma'amr' responded Joanna
Joanna was particular to accord Mrs
Aston all the honorary attributes of
mistresshood. as general thing. 1t
was only when they were quite by
themselves that she INDUCED in the
sweet usages Of the past and called
her pet" and sweetheart" and 'her
own little Allie" as if they were nurse
and baby again.
II wish you'd get me Mr.. Smiths
little brown valise. j want to pack
it"
"Eh?" said Joanna "Mr. Smith GO
ing away again?"
YES" the Young wife answered,
with something of defiance in her man.
ner. Its nearly three months since
he went away before. and business is
business, you know"
Yes" Joanna laconlcaIly answered,
II know"
Mr.. Smith was TO take the night
train He 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, "Im not |
much of a cook"
Them oysters was beautiful. dearly"
said Joanna, IAN the fritters was as
light as feather"
John couldn't eat them"
That's all his cantankerousness, |
dear"
Joanna, you shouldn't speak Of my
husband in that way!" cried Alice. fir
ing mp.
81 won't again, dear" said the New
covered with confusion
ut kind O. slipped out. But" she per-
sisted, in low tone to herself, Its
true. all the same"
And" added Alice, "John thinks SO
much of nice things 70 eat and drink.
All men do"
Joanna muttered e grunt which might
Re translated yes" or no" according
20 pleasure
i've almost mind to write to his
observed Alice. land ask her
advice Don't you think it would be
rood plan. joanna
lit mightn't he bad one" said the
daughter of Cape Ann