Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1900-06-13
observation-disclosures
A WIFE'S GENIUS !
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

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| Fried oysters, wafles and such coffee
as Partisan cook could not improve up
on-the little supper had been ready full
half an hour. while Juliet Keyser leaned
sorrowfully against the easement, watch
ing the brown sparrows in the gutter and
the gradual fall of twilight.
Suddenly she rang the bell.
You may take the supper away, Bet
sey," she said to the little maid. at is
not likely your master will be home now"
Meanwhile Mrs. Keyser was left to her
own meditatlons.
How foolish am to cry" she thought.
"1ll go and look at the baby"
But 1t was past IL o'clock when Mr..
Keyser's key grated in the door latch.
What. sitting up. Etty?" he cried
gayly. Why. | supposed you would be
asleep and dreaming long ago. Etty, you
are not in the sulksT
"No," said Mrs. Keyser, swallowing a
little lump in her throat. IL am not in
the sulks, Fred" And there the matter
dropped.
And the next morning she was as fresh
as daisy and as sweet as a sugar lump.
"Oh, | say, ETY." said Mr.. Keyser as
he was buttoning on his fur lined gloves,
Il may bring one or two Of the fellows
home to dinner with me-"
VERY WELL" said Etty, smiling to her
self.
At half past 8 precisely Mr.. Keyser,
accompanied by Tom Osborne, a great
bearded six footer of a fellow, and Jo-
seph Marden, a specialized, little old
bachelor. who was looked up to as a
wit and genius, entered the little paror.
But 1t was empty.
where's your mistressp' demanded
Keyser OF the maid little impatiently.
please. SIR" said Betsey, Il don't
know"
where's the dinner"
Il don't know, either" asseverated
Bctsey. There was a leg of lamb sent
homeland oysters-and salad-and
there they is on the kitchen table now"
Keyser looked at his friends. The two
friends looked at keyser.
"Some mistake" said Fred, essaying a
galvanic sort of smile. We'll just adj
journ to Levini's. It's only step or two
around the corner and Levin gets up a
fine article of turtle soup"
Marden and Osborne grinned at one
another, and Fred Keyser had to make
'S 'At' h' "'' ~ ''S ,iN. ~
lie came home after setting the oili AZ
LEVIN s-iheinuihS wines cigars etc'' II
spoiiea the paiahce OF @lo oi!l-'h
rather savage temper.
Hasn't your mistress come in YETI"
ne demahded,
No. SIR she amt ana the hres nave
all gone out win me a-tendin BABY.
whmpered Betsy SO now If you'll
take 1t. SIR
Hnt where Is she
ne Lord only Knows SIR don [.
gfoaheh poor h'isN.
ms Is pl'a~; p shafieu the desert
Ell hushahd. ,let must De crazy OF
else she has elppcd.
Al the bar 'dea ne iaid 'he hahy doWh
on the sofa ana rushed TO the 'front.' door.
Then, spHfrsd by the shrleks OF that IN
fantlle Nemesis be ran back TO trot 1t on
his Knee ahi hawl ont Whatever shatches
of nursery RHYMES he could remember at
SO snort notice.
shalI go crazy said Mr. heyser.
mere IS my "iie' lhere goes the
clock stfikihE u Nihe CLOCK ana she
not nome.
Just theh the door swung open ana
MfH. NeHsfF 'uterrd III her nat anu 'ufE.
Nine clock pom my WORD hadh
an idea 1t was so late' said she airiiy'
i hope yon haven missed me- dear
'Htt"'''' l" ~ i'oii' az u'"HtA' put