Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1897-06-08

me, she says, to buy half a pound of tea
for myself. I'll take pinch of yours So
she took pinch most every day. Pinchcs
make pounds-enough of EN-. Pickles, .
she often observed, I'm most especially
fond of, but Samycl says they rust out the
linin of a body's stomach. So I've made
up my mind III eat mine over here, an
then he won't know if the linin of my
stomach is rusted out or not. wish,
feebly concluded Mrs. Robinson, "that
you'd look at that row of empty jars on
top of the kitchen press. -
Me an Tom said the protesting
voice, "wanted to talk it over, but twas
only between ~ at night an 8 in the morn
in we got a chance. tom, says to him
one night after she'd been in an borryed
our last half dozen of eggs, sayin she'd re-
turn EN- when they got cheaper, Tom, we
got to get shet of Mary Mason. Tom says,
i don't know how we're goin to do it I'M
less we move back on the farm. -
"But you couldn't well do that
"Not real easy. So l begun to give her
hints. give her all kinds of hints l said
as how I'd never been used to sassety, an
that much Of it made my head ache. l
said as how Tom just loved solitood-that
there wasn't anything he liked better than
spendin his evenin's alone with me an the
children. l said late hours was fearful
wearin on our constructions, an that after
this we was goin to bed not later'n 8
o'clock. 1 said couldn' return her visits
because Tom hadn't no use for women
that was allus gaddin - an besides it
wouldn't be no use for me to go over, seein
she was never home. Them an lots other
gentle hints l gave her. She only says:
Oh stuffin l amt one to make a fuss
because body can't keep up with the
rules of ettirquette don't mind if you
never come over. 1 won't get mad l aim
that proud sort Guess I'll take bit of
that rolypoly over for Samyels dinner.
It'll save me maxim sass. TWAS that way
right along. When she got through eatin,
she was sure to want somethin to take
home for Samyel. You jest put an extry
tablespoon of coffee in the pot, she'd say,
an I'll run over with Samyel's cup.
That'll save me maxim some. Well when
told Tom that them mild sayin's of mine
nd no more mix into her mind than you
could make sulphur blend with water,
Tom says: Tell her we're goin to move
back on the farm. Maybe then she'll begin
to neighbor with the folks that has Just
got married across the alley
THAT very day-twas quarter to IL, q
week ago yesterday-she come a-walkin
into the kitchen (she never knocked),
big plate in her hand. Like usual, sho had
whole big welcome for herself Il know
ed, she says, you was amin to have a
billed dinner today, an thought I'd Jest
ON uptp 1osh ff,uG
me outr the pot while it was hot. So up
she marches to the stove an takes the lid
otf'n the kettle an begins a-spearin out the
salt pork, the turnips an the cabbage
'Sake's alivel' she says proddin round,
there amt no carrots. Why aim you got
some carrotsf Me an Samyel, we're reel
fond Of carrots.
Maybe, says kind of sarcastic like,
we IL have lots of 'em soon-that is il we
move back on the farm, like we're talkin
of doin.
"Tom thought that'd be Touchdown
blow. So did l. But 'twasnt. We didn't
know Mary Mason. She smiled all over.
:" Gracious mep she says. If that ain 1T
luck! l told Samyel this mornin was
clean beat out housekeepin an would like
chance to recooperate Here it is. I'll go
out to the farm with you an stay for three
months.
"Then l knew that my last hint had
fall'n flatter'n the breakfast puffs you
make from newspaper prize recipe I had
felt my family peace a-goin, l had suffered
my own health a-goin, an | seen my din
ner a-goin too. So riz in my wrath.
" No. says, you amt comm, for you
amt goin to be asked.
"She bust out a-latfin.
Mercy mel" she says, what one
you are for jokin. never see the beat of
you, Mis- Robson l amt so awful per-
ticker that wait for folks to ask me-
"Then my temper rises. 1t come I'D
like milk a-bilin. You don't know it's
near the top till it runs over. Il amt jok
in, says. If we move back on the farm,
twill be to get shet Of you
What's that?' she saysan stands there
a-gawpin
It'll be to get shet of you, l repeated
reel deliberate. This is the last hint I'll
give We, Mary Mason. +"
Did she take it?" the visitor queried.
A faint smile Of triumph illumined tho
face reposing on the patchwork pillow.
sob, yes, she took it--along with tho
billed dinner. She said though, that her
faith in human natur' was shook She !
said she'd never again try to neighbor
with woman who didn't appreciate the
friendliness of persons moro accustomed |
to sassiety. She lowed she never had much |
use nohow for folks who couldn't tell fin !
doosickle from sauerkraut.'
$50 your ordeal is at an end?'
"We believe So, the little woman said
hopefully. cts week since we had tho |
billed dinner-most Of which we didn't |
have. She amt come over since. I'm get
tin my health back. Tom an me is livin !
happy an peaceful again. We go to bed at |
half past s. The children gets all their
share at meal times. Tread up when feel |
willin. Tom says it's too good to last. He
says she'll come back one of these days. |
Do you think she will?"
ooh, surely not
II hope not returned the little wom-
an, smiling brightly. But the next instant
she cast toward the door d furtive glance
that was dark with dread sWe've got !
shet of Mary Mason, know, but--will we
stay shet?' Exchange.
Proved His Title.