Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-07-13

be out in society row, and the two boys
are home from college. We have to econ
omize in every way to put them all through
school, end that makes my work and the
girls doubly heavy"
We'll, / just told my boys that If they
got any schooling they had to work for
it. and that I wasn't going to wear myself
to FRAGILE or go around locking like a
trump to save money for them to spend"
And the other woman, whose weasened,
selfish face was rouged to actual hideous-
ress, shook her imitation diamond soli-
taires and poked her shirt waist inside the
belt of her imitation MORE silk skirt, and
I wondered if she was not an eXemplitica-
ton Of trump where one would go to
f1nd one.
''Well-I-suppose that is a comfortable
way to feel about it." returned the other
mother doubtfully, as she turned a box of
berries over to see if they were good clear
to the bottom. May be it saves you from
tired back and wire-edse nerves. but it
seems as though it must be pretty hard on
the boys You haven't got any girls?'
No: thank goodness. Boys are bad
enough, and you can turn them out of the
house when they get too obstreperous, but
with lot of girls rrinking and Fostering
around, l think l would go crazy" And
the woman of the weasened face filed her
mouth with a handful of blackberries in
her agitation.
MY girls are great comfort to me-"
said the mother; Il do so love to have the
married ones come home and bring their
children, as they do every Sunday. Here
you may bring six boxes of these berries
instead of four. Donald is very fond of
them. ard they are better for him than
candy. III take four quarts of those black
cherries, they will make such a rice boiled
dumping, and let me see, yes, FL have
dozen lemons. Now, that gives me black
berries for breakfast. cherry roll for din
no wit h Ion, nh 7 ANYTHING
for tea yet. Those pineapples look nice;
I'll take two: one would hardly make a
taste for our family. That's all the fruit
I want, I think.
DO you live on fruit?" asked the weas-
cred woman curiously, as her friend paid
for her purchases.
Easy on Sunday.
"Oh, nor and the "tired-out'' woman
gave a laugh that was mellow and CHEEKY.
showing that her heart wasn't tired, any
how. 1T is only on Sunday that we are so
extravagant about fruit, though we use
great deal of it all the time believing that
it is the heaHhiest kind of diet. You see,
we like to have the children all at home on
Sunday, and that makes fifteen of us, with
the last grandchild. You just ought to see
what a fine boy Mary has, not three
months old, and almost sitting alone! HIS
grandpa is devoted to him. They live so
near they can come home to breakfast If
they like. One Sunday we all eat at our
house. and the next with one of the girls,
and the next with the other.
ut would make an awful lot of work to
cook, for fifteen three times a day, so we
make it as easy as can, by getting
everything ready on Saturday, and then
we have mostly cold dinners on Sunday,
and never bother with hot bread for break
fast, either. When fruit is in season, and
at all other times when we can afford 1t,
we make our meals largely on fruit. About
the only hot thing we have for dinner is
dumping, baked or boiled and sometimes
a hot meat dish, but not often. You have
no idea how it simplifes the work on Sum
day. I wish We could put 1t into practice
all the other days in the week. Living
more simply, I mean, and getting the din
ners and SUPERHERO ofd-fashioned folks,
and keep ,old-fashioned ways-ready while
about the breakfast work. 1t mightn't be
as aristocratic, but it would be just as
healthy ard satisfying"
my goodness alive!' exclaimed the
weasened woman. as the two made sally
on the vegetables. my folks wouldn't put
up with such shiftless ways of cooking
as that. We've got to have our hot roasts
and vegetables, hot tea and coffee and pie
and pudding, or everybody is cross as a
bear. You couldn't get any of my family
to eat cold victuals, and I know it. Sun
day Is. the very hardest day in the whole
week at our house, because everybody ex-
poets a bigger dinner and more deliberately
served. Nearly always company comes,
and you couldn't put them down to cold
victuals, could you?"
The Old Puritan Stvye