The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1898-11-25
A WING AND A WIFE

Miss Lefty Moore was not in cheerful
mood one morning about two weeks be-
fore Thanksgiving She had very little to
render her joyous and had much to worry
her, for her father had been unusually pro-
voking. Lefty had been up more than
half the night with her sick mother, and
now, while preparing breakfast, her father
had rated her soundly for hardness be-
cause he was annoyed by something which
had happened mt the barn.
Betty Burns, Farmer Moore's pet mare,
had stolen out of her stall and eaten lib
eral quantity of sheled corn. Prompt
remedies had been given saucy Betty and
she would undoubtedly live to steal again
whenever she could but Mr. Moore was
cross in season and out of season, whether
Betty behaved or not.
There was not "a servant in the house,
and Lefty, who was happy, bright girl
was quite worn out trying to be nurse,
cook seamstress and maid of all work
Early in June, just before her final ex-
aminations in college, Lefty Moore had
been called home ON account of her moth
er's illness.
College meant so much to Lefty and her
mother that the latter had refused to let
her daughter know how miserable she
was. Sam, Letty's 14-year-old brother,
had told the story, and soon the brave girl
had said goodby to the president, had
promised to write to nearly all the girls in
her class and then hurried home to find
her patient mother q victim of nervous
prostration.
Farmer Moore, although rich man, as
farmers are counted rich had refused to
Loft nv fhrnInh nd Inn far
she had paid her own expenses by working
during the vacations and teaching when
ever she could find pupils.
whats the good of all your book learn
ing" asked Mr. Moore of Lefty on the
morning of Betty's narrow escape, 'if you
can't get decent breakfast for man be-
fore this time of day."
"Why, father, you kept me waiting, I"
said Lefty pleasantly. "See what a de-
licious omelet 1 have for you"
II don't want your fanciful dishes, +"
said her father. GOOD fried eggs will do
for me"
"This is good enough for king" said
John, the old man who had lived on the
farm ever since Lefty was born.
"Thank you," said Lefty. "You see,
the more book learning we get the more
impressed are we concerning the impor-
lance of domestic science"
81 don't know much about that, Miss
Lefty, but there isn't woman round here
that can hold a candle to you on cooking"
"You just wait until she can have
things her own way" said Sam, with a
boyish wink at his sister. LEFTY and me
are going to keep house together some
day, and then you'll see style"
"Be mighty lucky II either of you ever
have house to keep" growled the father.
His children were silent. Sam longed
to retort. but Lefty trod upon his foot un-
der the table, and Mr.. Moore continued
his pleasant remarks by scolding about the
coffee, the butter and various other things
until he went away to the barn.
A little later In the day Mr.. Moore en-
tered the house, seeking his daughter.
"Lett where are your"
Gin mothers room, father"
"Well, hustle around will you? Those
Boston folks have sent up to sec IL can
spare another box of turkeys to be down to
Boston plump on the 18th. You just fly
around and write yes to 'em, and John can
take IL over to the village"
The sick woman moaned: Leave every
thing, Lefty, dear. II he gets In one of his
tempers them
"1hea / will take care of him. Now
don't fret. I'm of to do his bidding. But