The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-05-28
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"Anything is better than lmperllling
ones digestion with such stun as this!
And. Betty, II you send up any ore
fish in a month you may consider your
self dls~charged-do you hear?'
But. my dear, | am rather fond OF
fish," put In the old gentleman.
zone can't eat fish the whole time"
said Joscelind, imperlously. Here,
Betty-thls coffee isn't fit to drink! and
the toast Is burned. and you must have
put the cooking butter on the table by
mistake! Let these errors be rectiied
at once"
Betty retired with an omlnous rustic
on her stlfiy starched apron.
"My dear" said Uncle Black, appre-
hensiyely, Betty IS a very old servant,
and"
Il don't care IL she is the age Of Me-
%thuselah," said Joseellnd; nobody a
be expected to put up with such wretch
ed cooking as this"
II really think she Is not so bad,
If
"Oh, pray don't apologize for her,
Uncle Black" said Joscelind. They
are all shiftless, lazy creatures, who
must be discharged promptly II they
don't do their duties"
Uncle Black began to look fright
ened. He had kept Betty, Sylvia n
old John for ten years. Was it possi-
BILE that he had scolded at them for ten
years. only to have Joscellnd Darkridge
outseold him now?
81 wouldn't be too short with 'em,
my dear, If l were YOU he remon-
strated.
Then let them do their duty" said
Joscelind, with the air of an empress.
I'VE are all mortal" pleaded Uncle
Black.
Il expect every one around me to
live up to their conditions" said Josce-
lind.
Uncle Black ate the rest of his break
fast with but little appetite. Sylvia,
the ~housemaid. was finishing busting
his library when he entered 1t.
Not through yet" growled Uncle
Black, the fretwork of wrinkles once
more coming into his brow.
sylvia" said Miss Darkrldge. Sc
yerely, "if this happens again | shall
dispense with your services! Look at
that clock. Is this the time Of day TO
be dawdllng about the o with a
broom and duster? Remember Mr..
Black does not pay exorbitant wages TO
lie in bed until noon!'
"My dear" said Uncle Black, "Syl-
via Is generally a very good girl, #
Dear uncle" interrupted Joscelind,
pray permit me to be the judge of
these matters. You have ruled your
household with a slack and indulgent
hand altogether too long. | shall now
Institute a reform"
And poor Sylvia had neyer moved
about so briskly as she did that day.
Old John. the gardener, was n0t ex-
empt from his share of the general tur-
moil. Miss Darkridge CHANGED to hear
her uncle reproachlng the old nan for
some fancied neglect in the flower beds,
whose diamonds, oyals and ~crescents
of brilliant colors were the pride of his
horticultural heart, and she promptly
came to his aid.
Gardening, indeed! Do you call this
gardeningf' she said. Uncle Black,
I'm astonished that you keep such a
nan as that about the place"
And the torrent of taunts and re-
proaches which she showered upon the
luckless head of poor old John was
enough as that individual observed, Ito
make ones flesh creep"
my niece is a young lady of spirit
and energy" ~apologized Mr.. Black,
when at last Joscelind had gone back to
the house.
"Verra like you, sir, vera like your
said old John, scratching his head.
Like me!' said Mr.. Black, slowly.
And he stood full five minutes, quite
speechless and m~otlonless, staring at
the messy rim OF an ancient sun-dlal
half sunk in the velvet grass. And at
the end of five minutes he spoke two
other words, and only two:
"Like-mer'
There's no KNOWN the masther.
he's that changed" said Betty In the
kitchen, a week or two later. Hes as
mild as a lamb and as ~peaceable as a
kitten.
Sure, isn't that what the young lady
told U.S." said Sylvia, when she came
down into the kitchen that first morn
ing after the fire was lighted, and told
us she was goin' to try an experiment,
we wasn't TO mind a word she said,
cause 1t was all by contraries? He
doesn't know what his temper has got
to be- said she, and I'm going to show
him. And, bless her sweet heart, her
plan has worked like a charm"
1t had, in good truth. Uncle Black
was a changed man. And Joscelind
had relapsed into the original sunshine
of her temper-and all the domestic
volve on velvet.
But Uncle Black took all the credit to
himself. He never knew that Josce-
lind had taught him n lesson.
I'VE can get along very nicely" said
he, NOV that my niece has subdued
those little tempers of hers"
And Joscelind was his heiress and
darling after all--for he will always be
lleye that 1t was he "who formed hei
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