The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1896-02-14
full, Marian, ave they? I'd soon put
stop to that, ladies or no ladies'"

| fuI, Marlar, ave tuey u sooh pu'
stop to that, ladies or no ladies'"
"Lor, no, Tony, they amt. But
don't like, somehow, TO order 'em
about, and l always feels as IL they
Looked down on me. Cause, o course
Tony, we amt always been wholesale
rs we is now"
"Never you mind that, Marian.
You're as good lady as anybody; and
rea; stylish in your ways. Now I'm a
plain man, and wot likes is to ave a
Quiet pipe in the drorin'-room, and to
ear you play the old toons on the
pyanoforte like you used to. But there
you won't play now, because you
thinks they're staggering at you down
stairs!"
II wouldn't mind that, Tony, il they
did their work well; but they don't.
This one can't cook plain chop. Ii IL
wasn't for shame's sake, I'd take the
cooking myself. She goes about with
her eyeglasses dropping into the sauce
rans and fine cookery book in her
hand. and she can't boil cabbage.
She lust 'ad ~ lessons in fancy things
and thinks she knows all about 1T.
Mrs. Porter cracked walnut and shook
her head sadly.
AN then late dinner every night,
and them finger-bowls and all that
well, Marian, don't want to 'urt your
feelin's, and l do like bit of style
when we've company, like the best OF
'em. But wot 1 says is, give me good
comfortable supper with snack OF
something tasty. Liver and bacon
now, or Irish stew. All"
martha used to make 'eavenly Irish
stew" murmured Mrs, Porter. regret
fully, land she could do tripe and
onions beautiful Now what do you
think this Christine said when asked
if she could cook tripe and onions,
to give you treat"'
81 gives it up, Marian. Go on"
"Christine she says as 'ow she 'ad
never card of it. Wot was it? And l
was castin' about in my mind for an ex-
PLANTATION, when Maud she says, with
n sort of taught oh, it's the entrails OF
n ruminatin' animal, she says, but
didn't know it was used Tor food; and
after that, Tony, ordered whitehall,
an loin of mutton and a pheasant"
st seems to me, Marian. that you're
losing flesh over this. You amt the
figure you was three months ago"
''The thing that worries me worst,
Tony, is that the 'ouse amt near well
enough cleaned. Maud she does her
pest, but she amt got the trainin'.
she's afraid to do bit of scrubbn', and
she does all the dustin with gloves on
"Umph. Mutfled cats catches no
nice" sententiously remarked Mr..
oorter Take my word for it, Marian,
veil never feel the 'ouse our own till
hey're out of it."
sand I'm sure, Tony" went on Mrs.
'orter, determined to fully unburden
Ter mind, that they employ char
surreptitious. saw one slip
lin out by the side door yesterday"
"Weli, Marian, there's just one thing
o do, and that's to give 'em warnin' at
nee"
"Me, Tony? Oh, no, I couldn't. Don't
SIX me. Their third months up to-
lcrrow, too. If they was only dissatis-
led now, and would leave"
Don't you count on that, my girl.
hey knows when they're comfortable.
'hey're here for life, except you sum-
IONS up your courage and chucks en-"
TONY, dear, you're brave man.
Won't you, to please your Marian, just
I'll them to go yourself?" said Mrs.
'orter, coaxingly.
But Mr.. Porter refused decidedly.
mo, Marian, nonsense. A man as
o business meddling with woman's af-
airs" Then, tenporising, "rll tell you