Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1896-02-28

sort OF laugh, oh, It's the entralis
of ruminatin' animal she says. but
I didn't know it was used for food;'
and after that, Tony, I ordered white
bait, and loin OF mutton and a pleas
ant"
sit seems to me, Mariar, that
you're losing flesh over this. You
amt the figure you was three months
ago."
1.-THE thing that worries me worst,
Tony. is that the 'ouse amt near well
enough cleaned. Maud she does her
best, but she amt got the trainin.'
She's afraid to do a bit of scrubbin'.
and she does all tie dustin with gloves
on"
''Umph. Mufled oats catches no
mice, "sententiously remarked MIR. Por-
ter. "Take my word for it, Marian we'll
never feel the 'ouse our own till they're
out of it.
"And:I'm sure, Tony" went on Mrs.
Porter, determined to fully unburdeh
her mind, "that they employ chair
woman surreptitious. l saw one slip
pin out by the side door yesterday"
"Well, Mariar, there's just one
thing to do, and that's to give 'em
warnin' at once"
"Me, Tony? Oh. no, l couldn't.
Don't ask me. Their third months
up tomorrow, too. If they was only
dissatisfied now, and would leave"
"Don't you count on that, my girl.
They knows when they're comforta-
BILE. They're here for life, except you
summons up your courage and chucks
'em."
"Tony, dear, you're brave man.
Won't you, to please your Mariar,
Just tell them to go youlself| said
Mrs. Porter coaxingly.
But Mr.. Porter refused decidedly.
"No, Marian, nonsense. A man as
no business meddiling with woman's
affairs" Then, temporizing, "I'l tell
you wot'll cheer you up, old girl.
You como into town tomorrow and
I'll give you lunch and a treat to fol-
low. Wot'll it be?"
"Oh, I know, Tony. Pork pies and
stout. and we'll go to the Aquarium
afterwards"
Maud carried the heavy tray down
stairs and dumped it down on the
kitchen dresser. The apartment was
decidedly untidy. Soiled plates lay
heaped on the table. Two dirty sauce.
pans and a greasy baking-pan Uttered
the steel fender. On the stove the
kettle spluttered furiously and boiled
over; but the cook, Seated in a chair
drawn close under the gas jet, was too
absorbed in book to notice matters
external. Her cap was set awry over
O mass OF tawny hair drawn loosely
back from a pleasant, studious face.
Evidently hers was the artistic tenn
permanent, full of ideals, showing an
intense love for the poetic, but useless
as regards mere household affairs.
Her younger sister Maud was cast in
different mould. Clever, impetuous.
desiring to command, she suffered
keenly under the restraint OF hei
present servitude. The knowledge
til 1t, while admirably suited to fill the
part of mistress fate had apportioned
her the role of servant, CALLED her
bitterly.
Having deposited the tray on the
dresser, Maud cast disgusted glance
round the kitchen, and sank discou'
solately into chair. On becoming
aware of her presence and attitude,
the cook with an effort withdrew her
thoughts from the volume and looked
inquiringly at her sister through hei
glasses.
"Well, what is it tonight, Maud?'
she asked placidly.
"Uh, Christine, I'm sick OF this, II
was the passionate reply. "Talk oi
the drudgery of governessing. Gov
ernesses can keep their hands clean,
and look like ladies at least. -
"But we know we are ladies, dear,
interposed the milder Christine. "anc
eovernesses are often much worse of
than we are here"
"Governesses never need to conn
down to o black-beetley kitchen a
@. 80 ON a cold, dark morning, ant
kindle fire."
"Cleaning the fues is the creates
trial / have yet experienced" paren
thesized Christine with a shudder.
"rhis IS supposed to be q 'goo'
place. ;" continued Maud. II wonde
what bad one is like?"
"Well. we might have had washing
to do, and windows to clean, AN
children to look AFTER" replied tn
more conciliatory Christine. 81 d
think, Maud, 1t is because the wor
is 80 new to US that We are awkwar
and don't get on quickly"
"But it humiliates me TO find tbs
work which. quite uneducated girl
would think nothing Of should seer
} 80 difficult to us.
81 certainly never anticipated And
ing any difficulty" said Christin.
thoughtfully, "though naturally wha
people have been working ut all the
! lives comes easy to them"
1--WE are nothing but rank amateurl
and we must face the fact that thir
of our salary--wages, beg its pardo
ia squandered in secretly employin
q char-woman."
"I ioathe and detest caps and apron
too" went ON Maud. getting up AL
beginning noisily 10 collect the dish'
by way of letting off her steam. -
the postman smirks at me feel ma
and when the green groeers man trie
TO kiss me wanted to murder SOM
j body"