The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1896-04-04

| "faas,' said Dea
con Philpott. "Uld Squire Simpson
he built EN-. Said he didn't want to b.
accused of no Partially. remember
with chucklc, "how John Vassar went
into Number Five when he was a-court-
ing Lois Spring, that lived at Number
-Four, and scared old Ma'am McMicker
haif outen her wits, coming up behind
her when She was a-snakin' fritters
and kissing her. And Mr.. Belts gro
GERS bill was. left at Mrs. Hedgey's.
and---'
Very natural misapprehensions,'
said Mr.. Miner. eve are all liable to
make Mistakes"
hats as true as Gospel" said the
deacon. snow you talk about mis-.
takes, l remember"
"And T. precipitately interrupted
Mr.. Miner, who had a wholesome hor-
ror of his deacon's interminable storics.
have been mercifully preserved from
any awkward misunderstanding by
the fact that The door of the domicile
where / reside is providentially paint
ed blue"
Blues proper pretty COLOR" said
Deacon Philpott. Speaking about
blue, my daughter, Arethusa, down in
] loridy-"
Pray excuse me-" said the pastor,
CHANGING at his turnip-shaped silver
watch, but have barely time to keep
my appointment with Brother Klingen-
burg. Really, l had no idea how late
it was" And he hurried awny.
Nr. Miner boarded at No. Simpson
terrace, with Mrs. Chipley and her
daughters, Maud and Marian, who felt
1t great distinction to be of any
service, however slight, to the pastor.
Maud gathered fresh flowers for the |
study table; Marian sat up late nights |
to iron and mend table linen. so that b.
might have clean napkin every day,
and to darn his stockings, so that you |
could not tell the mended places from
the whole; and the little widow her
self exhausted every culinary resource
to humor his dyspepsia, and to con-
rive dainty dishes out of the least pos
sible foundation.
To these three simple women Rev.
Milo Miner was like an embodied saint.
And now that Mr.. Miner is safely
rome for the day." said Mrs. Chipley,
well clean the sitting-room and white
wash the walls. Run to Dixey's, Maud,
or "a lump of unslaked lime, and-oh.
~ the way. bring some cornmeal.
lear. Wen have hasty pudding for
Inner. and eat at the kitchen table.
tasty pudding and milk will do for us
of course it will, mamma," said
Iaud.
Il just like pudding and milk" cried
iarian, jumping gleefully up and
own. And although Mr. Miner is ,
UGH a dear, yet it is sort of relief
have him gone once in awhile. so .
hat we can clean house and eat hasty :
udding. And, oh, Maud" she whis- !
cred to her aesthetic elder sister, as
lrs. Chipley hustled out to hang the
ig kettle over the fire, "I've such on
lea! IT you'll only get little grass !,
reen paint. ready mixed, when you 9
re at Dixey's, and a medium-sizel =
rush."
Green paint. Marian? What for?" :,
Hush, don't let mamma hearl I'm :
J tired of hearing this called the house a
it'll the blue door,"
Maud cbeyed. Although the elder :,
years, she had long been accustomed
De domineered over by pretty, posi-
fe Marian!" =,
But it is the strangest thing, 4.
arian!" she said, as, Is or 20 minutes :,
ter, she handed over a mysterious =,
can and M oblong paper parcel to q,
r sister, Joe Dean is out painting
5 door blue!'' \,
Tastes differ" said Marian, shrug- =,
ng her shoulders, now invested in q
eternaturally shabby old calico =.
wn, suitable only to the EXTREMIST
igencics of housekeeping. blue -,
lovely color but as applied to
use door / nm heartily sick of it. II
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