Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1895-05-03

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he took II, tasted it, and beam
ed on her again, then he said:
"a little weak, my dear. By the
way, did you grind the beansT
She shook her head.
Does one grind coffee2 she
asked.
Always SAID the husband.
'Pm so sorry,' SAID Berence. But
now III get my little note book
and you can tell me just how you
fancy things. The soup stronger
'Yes,' he nodded.
The fshr she inquired.
'WeI, you must tell them to send
the fish we'll cleaned he said.
Tine beef moderately done, and
lest you should have too much to
do, buy bak er's bread and pas
try
"NeveIt she answered, solemnly.
Il know housewives duty better.
Give you bakers bread and
thingsl Never, my love. And
he coffee must be ground, l re.
member
'Yes,' be said, helping her 10
get the dishes together and put
them on the dumb-waiteT; grind
the coffee, sweetest
'And it was a lovely little DIM
ner for me to cook, wasn't il7
queried the black and greasy OBJ
ject, whom he could scarcely recOg-
nize as his dainty Btrenlce, ap
preaching him with upraised lips.
kiss me ten times. He did it.
And isn't it so lovel, to be alone
together.-I DONG everything to
make home bappyP
'Drhghtfulp SAID Mr.. Fisher, as
he polished himself surreptitiOusly
with napkin. I'm going out for
a few minutes, pet
He did. Hi, goal was a restau-
rant. Dur ng bis absence B-renlce
admitted her motuer at the kltch
en- door.
'WellV asked the after.
81 shall love Josiah better all
my ht,!" said Brrenice. "He has
been an angel Oh, what a mess
served him; and he smiled II
through. My. programme is
ready for tomorrow. 1 mean to
offer him a dinner, after a receipt
of my own serving everything
with sugar instead of salt. The
coffee will be ground into powder,
and | shall put peppermint into
my pudding by mistake, and make
more of NY delicious bread. Aud
| have prepared to make an omelet
for breakfast tom OrrOw, aud ole
of the eggs is added. Itl is dread
full, when | can COOK so beautifully,
But | shall always adore Josiah
after this; bis patience is so beauti'
ful. He has never blamed me Tor
what be believed to be my lnnO
cent mistake
1T was he only way the only
way said Mrs. Royal, as she bade
her daughter goodnight. go Oh
as you have begun. l advise q
suet pudding and fried oysters
scorched oysters have ali unequal
ed flsver, my DEAR
Mrs. Royal returned home
Three days passed. On the
fourth her daughter and son.in-laN
appeared at her door. Berenlct
was besmiug with smiles, Mr.
Fisher grave beyond description
I'VE have come tor little advice
dear madam he said.
"a nice receipt for plum'pud
, dingp SAID Mrs. Royal.
No. cried Mr.. Fisher. i tbinl
my little wife contided TO you ouT
, delightfal dream of living quite
without servautsr
, 'Sne did. 1t was beautiful!
said Mrs. Royal. And how dUe'
; 1t succeedP
, 'Splendldly, mammal salC
Berenice. Il am improving so fast
[ made bin mince-pie today, ant
{ home Is like Arcadia
= Precisely, darllng,' said Mr.
Fisher; but | don't have enough
O. your society. You live IN th
/. klthen, covered, M dearest, witt
? pot. black. You are working to-
hard. B ,siies, | begin to under
( stand, since you ironed my shirts
3: sweetest, that laundry work is
speciality
But / shall learn in time, sal
/, Mrs. Fisher. Il only scOrcae,
q four of your shirts; aud ny home
made bread is delicious. And, OF
+. | am so anxious to make home al
H it should be-to carry ont Josiah
lovely dream. Mamma, come an
). dine with us tomorrow, and see