The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-07-27
WOES OF 4 sUsMkR DAT.
How Mrs. F.ndinsis went Co the Rsxs,

the hot June week. and returned from escorting them to the train hot and tired. They were not troublesome guests being both bright and weii.behavsd. nevertheless. added to her own family, they took time and strength.
 It was . quarter after three when she reached home. removed her street suit and was ready to take up the needle. Being an economical little wo- man. and quite agile with the shin ing weapon" she was always assayins some work of dressmaking art. and was generally successful in her attempts.
 A regatta was on the program for the next day. and Mrs Fandingls ionged to array herself In n certain dark blue silk blouse. which the dressmaker had left in an unfinished state. Out 1t came from the sewing drawer. Well" unused she, as she shook out the waist. surveying the sleeve Things. adorned as yet only with the silk cuffs. T guess could fin- ish this tonight. There's only the sleeve top to put on. and the collar and belt to make. Two got the ruffie made for the front, and I don't believe I'd like any trimming on the waist. I'm pretty stout. and those hounces look pretty hot! want this waist for comfort" She applied herself resolutely to her sewing, and though the task was pro- longed through the evening. she endur- ed the discomfort without complaint, cheered by the prospect of being dress- cd in Q cool and becoming manner next day.
 The festive morning dawned. What. with attending to her brood of young stera and experimenting 6 lunch. for she was like John Gilpin's wife.
 Although on pleasure she was bont.
 She had . frugal mind."
 and took generous provision with her party. the time after breakfast slip ped along until the query of the impa- tient boy. Mamma, isn't 1t time to go?" reused her to the alarming fact that 1t wanted but forty-five minutes of tho start" and the Fandingles lived two miles from the steamboat dock.
 Aunt Jane. will you SO with the children? Take this basket. run young sters to catch a car. I will follow as soon as can, and if am left look out for papa and mind Aunt Jane," all of which might sound rather vague to strangers. but her hearers seemed per- fectly to comprehend. and the exodus was so speedily performed that Mrs. Fandingle was soon in possession of a silent and empty house. for she had seen the broad back of her cook disap- pear around the corner, ten minutes be- fore. this individual being glad of holiday and her mistress feeling more secure in leaving a locked and solitary house than if the queen of the kitchen were left in undisputed possession.
 It was the work of very few min utes to lock windows and pull down shades: put the' cake. napkins and a drinking cup in the second lunch basket, and without fretting her philo- sophical soul over the chastio appear ance of the kitchen. she flew to her bed room to make her toilet.
 With curling tongs in her hair she gathered together her articles of dress, hoped into her boots. found the field glasses, which her husband had for gotten, put lunch basket. umbrella and a book all together in the front hall. and duly arrayed and certainly unduly laden. got to tho street car in twenty minutes after Aunt Jane and the chil- dren.
 This was making quick time: she knew 1t and was complacent in her success thus far: but aIas-the next stage of the trip was performed on her two pattering feet, as at the sec ond line of horse cars, the car was going the wrong way for her. Not yet dismayed Mrs. Fandingle bravely changed ballast from one arm to the other and walked the last mile only to see the tops of the smock stack dis appear around the end of the wharf when she reached the pier. Without stopping to show any disappointment she walked down the next street as if she had not the slightest interest in the departing steamer, with its fly ing flags and music and crowd of pleasure seekers.
 The returning cars bore her to the deserted home; If cook has left any fire, I can get along very well, and if she hasn't shan't starve." thought Mrs. Fandingle. though her motherly heart sank at thought of her babies without her on the roaring seas. AS said babies were all over six years and only three in number. with their father and aunt on board she knew tNey would be safe. Yet her thoughts brood ed over as bird over her nest lings.
 Six o'clock brought them safely home, likewise Bridget. who said of the kitchen: ., ,44.. @.' "Shure. 1t looks loike the monkeys bees having frolic." ,rr ,,
 A hot dinner refreshed and calmed the tired family. so that the younger members were slowed away in season and comfort.
 Aunt Jane and Mrs. Fandingle fol- lowed their example early in the even- ing.
 It was in the merry morning hours that Mir. Fandingle 'oast anchor" so to speak, at his own doorstep. Having performed this feat without damage to the doorstep. he made his entrance and ascent to the upper floor with quiet and success. His athletic form was soon stretched out in repose and his wife's slumbers apparently undis- turbed. .H t@l &a....
 It Is strange how the sea air pene- trates and saturates those who enjoy