The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1897-02-26

proud sort. Guess I'll take a bit Of that
roly-p0ly over to Sanyel's dinner--it'll
save me maxim sass. It was that way.
right along. When she got through eatili'
she was sure to want somethin' TO take
tablespoon Of coffee In tho rot, y she'd say,
an IN run over with Samyels cup,
IhNt'll save me maxim some. Wei,
when told Tom that them mild sayin's
q nine @'ul no more mix into her mind
than You could make sulphur blend will,
to move back OH the farm. Maybe then
she'll begin to neighbor with the folks
that has just got married across the al
ley L..
THAT very day-'twas quarter TO II,
week ago yesterday-she come a~Nalk-
in into the kitchen (she never knocked),
a big plate in her hand. Like usual she
had whole big welcome for herself. i
knowed,' she says, you was aimn' to
have billed dinner today, an | thought
I'd jest run, over and get enough for
Samyel an me out'r the pot while it was
hot So up she marches to the stove,
and takes the lid off'n the kettle, an be-
gins a-spearin' out the salt pork, the tur-
nips, an the cabbage. 'Sake's alive! she
says, prodlin' round, there amt no
carrots: Why Amt ye got some carrots:
rots'
"'Maybe.' says l, kind of sarcastic
like, wen have lots of 'em soon. That
is, if we move back on the farm, like
we're talkin' of doin.'
''Tom thought that'd be Touchdown
blow. So did l. But 'twasn't We
didn't know Mary Mason. She SMILED
all over.
"'Gracious me! she says, if that amt
)un %DII Gu al ,s,,>
clean beat out housekeepin' an would
like chance to recooperate. Here it is!
Ill 60 out to the farm with you an stay
for three nlonths!'
"Then l knew that my last hint had
fall'n tlatter'n the breakfast puffs you
make from a newspaper prize recipe. l
had felt my family peace a-goin', l had
suffered my own health a-goin'--;,n' I
seen my dinner a-goin', too. So l riz in
"'No,' says, you amt comin'-for
you amt goin' to be asked
"Shc bust out a-lattin'.
Mercy me!' she says, What a one
you are for jokin'! l never see the beat
of you. Mis- Robson. l amt 50 awful
pertickler that I wait for folks to ask
me-
''Then my temper rises. 1t come up
like milk a-bilin'. You don't know it's
near the top till it runs over. Il amt
jokin',' says. If we move back Oh tie
farm twill be to get shet of your
"'What's that?' she says, an stands
there a-gawpin'.
"'Itll be to get shot of you!' repeat
ed, reel deliberately. This is the last
hint III give ye, Mary Mason!'"
did she take it?' the visitor qucriel
\ faint smile of triumph illunined the
face reposing on the patchwork pillow.
ooh. yes, she took it-along with tho
billed dinner. She said, though, that her
faith in human natur' was shook. She
said she's never again try to neighbor
with a woman who didn't appreciate the
friendliness of persons more accustomed
to sassiety. She lowed she never had
much use nohow for folks who couldn't
tell fndoosickle from sauerkraut."
$50 your ordeal is at an end?'
1--WE believe so,' the little woman said
hopefully. cts Il week since we had
the billed dinner-most of which we didn't
have. She amt como over since. I'm
gettin' my health back. Tom an me is
Twin happy an peaceful again. We 20
to bed at half-past 8. The children gets
all their share at meal times. I red I'D
when l feel Wjllin. Tom says it's too
good to last. He says she'll come back
one of these days. Do you think she
will?"
20, surely not..'
II hope not returned the little wom-
an, smiling brightly. But the next in
slant she cast towards the door furtive
glance that was dark with dread. ''We've
got shet of Mary Mason l know. but
will we stay het?'-Chicago Tribune.