The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1894-05-05

watch. this sort Of thing Is quite boz
yond Mrs. Chipley's means | thought
she had better sense. | must really
speak 10 her about it. In the meantime
| must make good speed II expect 10
have much time at my friend Hodges
place"
Away he trudged, much conforted
and sustained as regarded his inner man.
Joel Joer' shrieked Miss Francesca
Dean, coming into the ROOM few min
utes later. 'what have you done2 Eaten
up all the company luncheon5 Oh. you
greedy
al didn't do no such thing" shouted
Joe from an upper room, where he was
transforming himself from an amateur
journeyman painter to a modern tennis
player. What are you talking abouty
Some one has eaten his hlll" cried
Miss Francesca Just look at the
tabler
Then it's some tramp sneaked in
through the door that left open to dry
the paint" bawled Joe. shifting his leg
And while the Dean family were en-
deayoring to repair damages the task of
housecleaning went swimmingly on at
the Chipley domicile, only two doors
away, the girls and their mother scarce
Is taking time to sit down and eat their
nasty pudding, which. by the way, got
scorched through Maud's overdevotion
to putting the chintz curtains Mt the
pastors study windows.
But hasten as they would. the newly
whitewashed walls were scarcely dry.
and the furniture not yet rearranged,
when dusk descended on the scene and
Rev Milo Miner came in.
"Oh, take care, Mr. Milnerr ex-
claimed Maud. "the door-the paint is
fresh"
Mr. Miner solemnly advanced into
the area Of the lamplight, and twist
ing himself around to get at the skirts
Of his coat eyed them disconsolately.
More paint" said he. blue painti'
mo" said Marion. Green"
The two colors were ludicrously alike
by lamplight. The green might be mis-
taken for lively blue-the blue for a
dull green.
"Bluel' said the pastor firmly. DO
you think haven't the use of my eyesT'
Green" persisted Marian. 81 know.
because put IL on myself.
1T is not we'll" said Rev. Miner.
"for the young to be too positive"
"But truth is truth" said Maud.
"And while I'm about it" said MIR.
Miner. now thoroughly exasperated. IL
deem it my duty to demonstrate with
you concerning the extravagant and un-
warranted style of diet in which you in
dulge during my absence~
81 don't know what you mean" said
Mrs. Chipley, feebly catching her breath.
"Hasty pudding and milk can't be
called extravaganza, hazarded Maud.
"Scorched at that" murmured Ma
rian.
Roast grouse and currant jelly" said
, the pastor. Chicken salad and sponge
: cake. And-here again trust to the
evidence Of my eyesight--all set out on
, your old butterfly pattern china.
know, because ate of it myself"
"You-you got into the wrong house.
, gasped Maud.
. 1T was the house with the blue door,
serenely uttered Mr.. Miner, as if this
4 were an incontrovertible argument.
Marian clapped her hands hyster
ically.
Mamma" she cried; Maud, Mr.
Miner was the tramp who ate up Mis-:
? Deans company luncheon. That was
Just what Francesca Dean told me they
= had prepared And ON our butterfly
y china too!''
1T was the house with the blue door.
= stubbornly replied Mr.. Miner.
a "But Joe Dean painted their door blu,
| tod nd
+ painted ours green"
The pastor sank Imply into chair
d "Then," he said. 1--WE got green anC
!. blue paint both on the skirts of my coat
= and have made n dreadful blunder il
the bargainl And must go at once anC
+ apologize to the Dean family; but no
Y until you, my kind friends, have for
5 given me for my meddling interior
ence."
/. But really" said mischievous Maud
"hasty pudding isn't an extravaganza.
|" Mrs. Chipley and Marian FASTENED t
deprecate the pastors humility, and h
Il went sadly to make his peace with Mis-
II Francesca Dean.
q 1t is kind o queer" said Deacon
i Philpott, talking the matter over som
e days afterward. THE dominic. h
o plumb admits that he's sort o absent
minded, and needs a wife to keep hin
10 straight. And I'll bet even on prett,
n Miss Maud and Francesca Dean"
Z. The deacon, however, was wrong TO
once in his life. Pastor Miner did ge
II married, but it was neither to blue eye
II Francesca nor dark orbed Maud. Lik
II sensible man he proposed to Widow
r. Chipley herself. and was accepted a
10 once.
n But If Mrs. Miner does not object.
he said, with due courtesy. IL shoul
AZ like to have the front door painted blu
"a once more. Home Queen.
a New York from the Outside