Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1897-09-30

~ sUuS AuySCAIcely make
dinner for tivesor six hungry people,
mo, Mr.. Pettibone," she continued,
you have gotten me into this dilemma.
and now you will have TO get me out Of
it. In the first place, you had better
hitch the horse to the buggy andgstart
out at once to hunt some help, and, re-
member, she added. impressively, lit
must be obtained if there is any this
side the Chineseempire. The baby.d
not require He:ty's attention at pres
en-. and while you are gone, she and
will do all that we can. There is no time
to lose, / assure you" a, aa u
&# With these words Mrs Pettibone
arose and buckled on her armor, so TO
speak. .s...s.,s.s..
A tour Of investigation revealed the
fact that there was in the. pantry a
stack cake; which might do, in case
there was no time to; prepare better,
while the cream. which had been set
aside for churning, was still sweet, and
could be utilized.
So far things wore rather cheerful
outlook. and as time sped on, allsthat
Mrs. Pettibdne's active hands could e.
feet, and good deal that her active
brain suggested, was happily accom-
plished. until the preliminaries had as
lsumed such shape that, with an expe-
rienced hand to complete what had been
So well begun an excellent dinner
might shortly be forthcoming. ~
When an hour had slipped rapidly by,
however, and another was on the wape,
Mrs. Pettibone grew restless and un-
easy at the -protracted stayfof her hus-
band. and Consumed a3good deal of her
valuable time in running to the corner
of the house TO see ifehelpSwas near at
When two hours had passed, Mrs.
Pettibone'ss restlessness increased with
each succeeding five minutes, as II the
minute hand on the clock was the needle
'thataregistered her: feelings, and she
found it a difficult task to bestow the
proper attention on the making of her
transparent pies. = Il y
AS train time approached, and yet n ~
sign of her absent lord, she had reached.
almost fever of excitement, and while
the pies were being removed from the
oven and placed upon shelf to cool. the
whistle blew, and the train came speed
ing through the springfield country,
apausing for Indispensable station,
only half mile from the pretty Gotta e
IT the Pettibones, and just out of view
behind a green hillock.~ = j
When the pastry had been hastily
placed on the shell. Mrs. Pettibone ran
cut TO- axe another look, and this time
was'rewarded by seeing her guests duly
appear over the hill, and stroll leisurely
along thespleasant country lane.
A sigh escaped her at the sight, for
she had family hoped that some kind
lnterposition OF Providence, short of a
railway accident, would delay the visit
ors until more propitious time.
what will they think at finding. no
one at the station to welcome them?
And what can have detained Mr.. Petit.
bone so long?" thought his wife, as she
turned her steps toward the house.
'''t Before she reachedgit, there was an
alarming clatters in the kitchen and al
little shriekthat Hetty evidently voiced
Fastening on, a scene met the eyes
of the mistress that was calculated. TOD
make, considering the attendant Cir
cumstances, a stouter heart than hers
grow faint. -.~lt. .s,5r,,4,it.ssg ~
The stoyepipes had abruptly severed
all connection between chimney and
stove, and had descended to the COM
mon level Of the floor, and, not content
to play this prank alone, had coerced
the shelf Of pastry into joining in the
spree, whereupon the vicinity &of the
stove presented "a chaotic mingling of
disjointed pipe and transparent pies,
with liberal sprinkling of SCOT over
eyerything-even Hetty's Mortified
countenance, as she stood near By, root
ed to the spot in absolute dismay. "a /.
Mrs. Pettibone took in the unhappy
situation alta glance, and then sank
down on the nearest seat, also sooty.
and burst into tears. 8
( In, the MIDST Of her weeping the
guests arrived, their laughter and mer-
riment Earring unpleasant upon the
sovertaxed nerves Of the miserable host
ess, who hastily dried her tears and
babe! Hetty show theacompany into the
iparlor, where she would join them pres
emily.
Hetty presented herself at the door.
after first rubbing her hands over her
face once or twice, with the pleasing re-
suit Of distributing the spot little
more evenly over her light-brown coun-
tenance.
rs your mistress well ~ asked
Blanche Desmond, as she paused in the