The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1895-05-21

you carve?'
81? OBJ, certainly" said Mr..
Fisher. Certainly This is"
Soup, love" said Mrs. Fisher. COZ
course we have soup. / served every
thing ut one time. But we have
courses all the same"
The fluid which Mr.. Fisher tasted
somewhat resembled dishwater; but
he forced n smile, and thought he
would TRY the fish" The next in
slant a creature of the sea lay before
him, much as 1T came from the water,
save that it was covered with very
rancid butter sauce. 1t had not been
opened; its head, tail and scales re-
manned intact.
at does not seem quito right, some =
how" said Berenice
next time have it cleaned, love, s"
said her husband, playfully. "And
after all, beef Is the great reliance.
Where is the beef?"
Before you, dear, said Mrs.
Fisher. shall l turn the gas mp
higher?"
The husband made no remark. He
turned ball of burned bone and meat
about with his fork, tried to cut few
scraps, gave it up as n bad job, and
sighed
"Oh, Josiah, doesn't it suit you?'
asked Berenice, with pleading chances.
els it overdone, dear?"
"l'm afraid it is, little" said Mr..
Fisher. But I've no doubt the next
course will amply compensate. What
have you given me, my angelo"
Apple pie, said Berenice, handing
him a large plate, on which lay large
slice.
"-Iho unfortunate husband took one
mouthful, then said, mcekly:
"l'll try the pudding, dear"
"Pudding" laughed Mrs. Fisher.
'That is my home made bread, fresh
from the oven. Try piece"
"No, mol I've eaten quite heartily
already! !" cried poor Fisher. ON
smoke bit
"Oh, dear!" screamed Berenice,
''my after-dinner colTeo--I forgot it. -
The very thing, love-" said Mr..
While she was gone, howe yer, he
| stayed the demands of hunger with
biscuits from the sideboard, and sat
beaming upon her as she re-entered
with an extra smudge on her nose and
a scorch on her apron, carrying n tray
loaded with coffee pot and cups.
Now [ will show you the sort OF
coffee your little wife can make" said
she, passing n cup for him.
lie took it, tasted it, and beamed on
! her again, then he said
"a little weak, my dear. BY the
way, did you grind the beans?"
She shook her head.
'Does one grind coifee?' she asked.
always" said the husband.
'I'm so sorry" said Berenice "But
now I'll get my little note book and
you can tell me just how you fancy
things. The soup strongcr?"
eyes" lac nodded.
"The fish," she inquired.
"Well, you must tell them to send
the fish well cleaned, Inc said. ''Tho
beef moderately done, aud, lest you
should have too much to do, buy
bakers bread and pastry"
Never she answered, solemnly.
81 know IL housewives duty better.
Give you bakers bread and things
Never, my love. And the coffee must
be ground, / remember"
eyes, he said, helping her to get
the dishes together and put them on
the dumb-waitcr; grind the coffee,
| sweetest"
"Aud it was lovely little dinner
for me to cook, wasn't it?" queried
the black and greasy object, whom he
could scarcely recognize rs his dainty
Berenice, approaching him with up
raised lips. kiss me ten times
Hc did it, "And isn't it so lovely to
be alone together doing everything
to make home happy?"
''Delightiul ~ snil Mr.. Fisher, a:
he polished himself surreptitiously
with II napkin "l'm going out for a
few minutes, pet"
lie dill. His goal was restaurant.
| During his absence Berenica admitted
| her mother at the kitchen door.
"Well?' asked the latter.
| Il shall love Josiah better all my
/ life! ~ said Bereuicc. "He has been
an angel On what mess served
/ him and he smiled it through NV
/ programme is ready for tomorrow.
/ ! mean 90 offer him o dinner, after a
/ receipt of my own, serving everything
with sugar instead of salt. The COT.
/ fee viii he ground into powder, and
/ I shall put peppermint into my pull
/ ding 10y mistake, and make more OF
| my delicious brent. And ! have pre-
pared 20 make nn omclct for break
/ fast tomorrow, md ono of the eggs is
added 1t is dreadful, when / can
cook so beautifully But + shall
always adore Josiah after this; his
/ pat cnco is so beautiful lie has never
/ blamed mo for what hc believed to be
/ my innocent mistake.
1T was the only way-the only
way, said Mr- RoynI, ns sho babe her
daughter goodnight "Go ON as YOU
have begun. j advise % suct pudding
aud fried oysters -5cJrchci oyster.
have am unc1ulled flavor, my dear.
Mrs Royal returned home.
| Three days passed On the fourth
| her daughter and son-in-law appcare,
\ nt her door. Bcrcnic3 was beamiur
with smiles, Mr. Fisher grave beyonc
/ description.
owe have come for little advice
dear madam ne said.