The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1899-06-15

'-s,C i|.t-. this sultry July
4, '"uII'Ii morning, survey
ing 1t from all
points OF view, lo could not restrain
hlt o!t-rcpeated encomiums, admir-
eJ,o! Admirablel Fine! Mono bet
TER in the country" then, as he spied
Esther, his vito, looking for early
apples in the orchard below, he called
ia his soft, slow voice, Come up
here, Esther"
The call troubled her She had no
time 10 spare, rs this was u very busy
morning, crowded with work, aud the
girIs, Ria and Ella, were engrossed
with preparations for n picnic at
Point o'EJcka, on the lake, that af-
teguoln. AZ for the barn, how thor
oughly she knew it, from the shining
COW that served as weather vane TO
tho Foundations. IL had been the
staple Of GILES conversation for
~" Gha, aud she could not tell how
tlura she hal meekly followed
~ 80 wake to survey its conven-
iCucGs.
Esther, do You hear me?" The
colt voice waa distinctly peremptory.
Giles Hewitt always expected his
women folks to come ut his bidding
She put down her basket filed with
re Astrachans and went reluctantly
up the hill.
81 want yo1 TO sec how we'll these
doors work now" said Giles, leading
the way to tho rear of the building.
What grand view these doors
framed! 1t always struck her with a
sense Of loveliness quite inexpressible
III words. She drew q long signing
breath az she looked on wood and
meadow, dimpled dolls and swelling
hills, church spires rising whitley
from bowcry hGmlets and river
winding afar like silvery ribbon
NorthWard n blue lake glittered like
Jewel in an emerald setting, and in
the west circlet of hills vanished
delicately like dream into the softly
tinted sky.
"How beautiful she said. cit
rests me just to look. L could
sit here and look, just look for
hours! Oh, Giles. if tho house only
stood here on tho hill, aud I could
only see ell this from the kitchen
door!' --~
"The house is in the best place,
Esther, sheltered from the north
winds. Laon't understand why you
ar' pnways saying that."
e Sho sighed. Eyes, know, but
such view is food and rest. Oh,
know You think me silly. Yes, am
truly glad you have such big, con
vonient barn, so many nice labor say.
ing things about it; it must be good
to have things as you want them;'
she began to pleat her apron hem ner.
vously. ''I was thinking that now the
barn is finished and all the crops SC
promising and the hay crop is sc
large, that you will be willing to lei
me have tho door cut through the
south side of the kitchen. You know
how long L have waited to have il
done?"
She looked so wistfully meek, stand
ing there with q timid, deprecatory
smile on her lips. She had never
been self-assertive woman-no one
knew that better than Giles. Never
theloss, he felt annoyed and angered.
He had not called her up here to dis
cuss her whims.
"You knoY," she went on, "I jus
want common door with glass sash
and then I'd like q little stoop run
ming to the end of the house. L could
do tho churning ont there, and lots Of
little chores-the kitchen is so small
aud holland it won't cost much
johnson calculated he could do all
wanted for forty dollars"
Johnson" his tone was distinctl,
angry.
"You see, Giles" she pleated tn,
apron over and over, quite frustrated
at his perceptible annoyance; cit wa
when he came down to the house on
day for drink of buttermilk-an,
you know what hand he is to Joke
he said, This is sort Of unhand,
kitchen, Mrs. Hewitt; you'd bette
move up to your husbands barn an,
have it atrier and handler Then
told him how 1 wanted door Gu
through on the south and we talked j
over and he figured it up and"
Good heavens, Esther" erie
Giles, too vexed to listen further. 60
never knew such gadfy as you are
You get an idea in your head and har
on 1T eternally. Door! Door! Door
You can't think or talk anything else
ard now, after all the barn has COS
and the necessity for economy, on
would think you would have som
common sense. But, you are Royal
He sneered as if thus branding he
signified that her people had been 9,
travagant and wasteful. Then, notin
the quivering of her lips and the tea,
yelling beneath her lids, he was MOI
angered than ever and went on irat,
ly: For forty years my mother use
that kitchen and I never heard h,
complain, but some women want IL
world, and having that, would cry fl
the moon. Don't you say door to N
again"
She turned away without VOL
and went down the hill to the orchal
bars. She wiped her eyes before 81
took up the apples and trudged bac
to the house. The girls must not 8,
the tears.
Mother is long time picki1
apples" said Ella Hewitt, as 81
frosted a. tempting cake just baked f
the picnic.
"Probabl, pa has called her to t,
him about the barn." said Ria, wi
was deftly slicing pink ham for san
witches. ''That barn is the hub of b
universe just now-has been for g
months. He houses his cattle bett
than his women folks. Isn't this
fine, light, airy, handy kitchen
Very, for man of his MEANS" SO
Ella vexedly. 'Tm just ashamed
such gloomy, unhandy little pc
See the walls-rough boards that
never pays to clean, two miserab
tiny windows, stuck so high up y
can't see out of them, and a eel