Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-04-08
MARTYN'S IDEAL SERVICE,

Mr.. Martyrs appetite was capricious.
His breakfast was badly cooked and
carelessly served, one May morning
All nature smiled, but the master of
Glen Cliff frowned upon the giggling
waiting maid, Caline, and his devoted
young wife.
tie was prosperous financially, ell
derly, fond of comfort and good din
ners well served. He had married late
In life, sweet Lucie Glen, who was
many years his junior, sensitive, yield
ing and contiding,
At club supper few evenings be-
fore his marriage he said to friend
My Lucie is rare treasure. Thank
heaven, she isn't given to fads, and
she is not trained young woman.
These restless, striving, wide awake
persons are not to my liking. 1 don't
intend that household cares shall fret
or annoy my beautiful wife when money
will buy ideal servants. mean to en-
tertain my bachelor friends frequently,
and convince them that in one house
hold the domestic machinery runs
smoothly though the mistress ism t a sci
entltic nagger of husbands and servants
Mr. Martyr provided for his wife
handsome home, and if members
counted, force of servants sufficient
to move smoothly said domestic ma
chinery. Two years wore on, bringing
into his eyes a perpetual fault finding
expression, and into his wife's pretty
hazel orbs an appealing look not good
to see
Lucie, said Mr.. Martyr upon this
particular morning, "you seem to be
incapable of directing the cook These
wretched meals are running my diges-
ton. Rose was a valued cook in the
Main family. She came to us highly
recommended. I've heard that good
mlstresses make good maids"
Harold, replied Mrs Martyn, '.you
have not forgotten that mamma warned
you that you were marrying an I'M
trained girl, one much too young -
Yes, [ remember" interrupted Mr.
Martyr, "but you grow older daily.
Housekeeping accomplishments should
be intuitive to all women. | have Il
headache, as any man would after eat
ing miserable breakfast. You desired
to spend the day with your mother
Go, my dear. I will have Carroll here
to lunch. Caroline will serve me with
art giggling."
Very we'll, Harold" was the meek
response. "Caroline,' called Mr. Mar
tyn, little later, when Mrs. Martyr
had taken hasty departure, 81 wish
you to be more careful when washing
the China plates. They are frail and
very expensive"
II spose dey did cost money, sab.
an money'n buy mo-. Oars plenty
whar desc come from" retorted Ca line,
noisely stacking the frail plates into q
tin basin.
:" Send Rose to me for orders. Mrs.
Martyr will not lunch at bome,' said
MIR. Martyr, arranging bill of fare
Il Is heah, sah, said the cook, fat
and very black middle aged woman.
"A gentleman will lunch with me-
Serve oysters raw, soup, patties, game
Of some description, with relishes, jel-
lieS-
Yes, sab" replied Rose, good ma
turedly. Use sorry ter misenfawm de
gemman dat hits impossible for Ca line
IN me ter absent ourselves from de
charch trial, S'es Mandy bin slandahel
by de young ministah, who's talked
unexpectedly of our sistah. Caline
an me mus appear befo' de jedges at
ten o'clock. We has dinnah set in de
hall. Dar's cole ham an braid for yo'
lunch. OF cose we mus mind our duty
ter S'es Mandy, sistah in de charch
an in our sassiety."
Il have paid you"
Mr.. Martyr was alone, and dignity
forbade his going into the kitchen to
quarrel with the cook.
Half an hour later, Rose and "aline,
gorgeously gowned, ea,h carrying a
heavily weighted lunch basket, left the
house on their way to their hall and
the "charch trial.
A neighbor came in for an early visit
to Mrs Martyr.
Il am glad, Mr.. Martyn,' said fear
less little Mrs. Ray, that you will have
an opportunity to learn the inconven-
lences of being left without servants
when you want and need their services
Miss Mandy happens to be the heroine
in this trial. The defendant is an old
lover who is accused by two rivals OF
saying 'he didn't vally Mandy moro
than he Vailed yeller clay She is a
belle in her circle, and the reverend
Timotheus is called to an account for
his words. I've been desiring an op-
portunity to tell you that you are ex-
pecting too much from Mrs. Martyn.
When l married and came into this
little Southwestern city to make my