Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1900-12-21
! CHILL SAUCE
!, HOW BARSTOW BROWN
} AND ELVIRY RICHARDS
! CANE TOGETHER.

! can bring save myself to him ! wed.
Can you find the roof and earn the -four?
Then ] can make home and sweet white breadI
-Harper's.
The last scarlet bar Of the gorgeous
autumn sunset was fading out behind
the tall poplars along Turkey creek
when Barstow Browns creaking old
farm wagon turned the corner of the
road which led to his lonely and i'll
kept home.
"There's the light Albumin already
in Mis- Elviry richards window" he
commented. at does git dark awful
early nights now. Seems like hern's
the cleanest keep an the cheerfulest
lamp in the hull township"
And indeed it did seem to illuminate
with its friendly radiance the little one
story house by the roadside. 1t looked
like a b%eacon-a star. 1t made Farmer
Brown think in admiring but unformu-
lated fashion of a %steadfast %love-pure.
~unwavering. brilliant. 1t attracted
him. 1t drew him-the worn and
harassed body and soul of him. Uncon-
sciously he frightened the reins. But 1t
was not until the plodding horses
stood still in response that he Won
dered whether he might venture In
and what excuse he could give for his
visit.
Suddenly he lifted his head and
sniffed-once. twice. Their he hurried
ly twisted the reins around the whip
stock and clambered down from the
high seat. Swiftly, soundlessly, ex-
c,lse apd encouragement had come to
HMM the guise of an odor at that.
Chill sauce! If she amt a-makin
chill sauce" lie was h%urrying up the
short path to the front door. at which
he knocked. III tell her | want the re-
ceipt for Susie Reilly to make some
by. That's the ticket. Oh, howdy. Mis-
Richards! | was goin home from mill
an the incest smell come a-floatin
down the road. Seemed s if ! was
back in mothers again. an she was
putin up chill sauce" He sighed and
moistened his lips at the recollection.
$50 l thought I'd come in an find how
you make it. Our ripe tomatoes amt
all gone yet. Maybe Susie Reilly could
make a quart or SOL"
Forty placid and benignant summers
had passed over the brown head OF
Elvira Richards. but where was the
girl along Turkey creek who carried
herself with more grace and dignity,
and what matron could boast such q
fresh complexion and bright eyes as
she!
"To be sure.' she cried heartily.
you come right in. Mr.. Brown" She
drew forward the best rocking chair.
with the Battcnberg tides on the en-
treating red plush arms.
""risn't much | need make, Twin
alone as ! DO. but a good storeroom Is
a fine thing to fall back on. You'd need
a lot in your house, Pm thinkin. . I'll
give you the receipt with pleasure, an
a lar to take home for Susie to taste
by. How does she get on, Mr.. Brown? p
Rarstow Brown looked around the
bright little room. at the shining glass
lamp with the red flannel wick. which
stood behind the row Of freshly potted
geranium slips in the recessed window
then back ut the plump, white aproned
figure opposite.
Not too we'll. Mis- Richards. She's
kind of shiftless. 1t comes natural tc
some folks to be shiftless. seems like
the work allus keeps a bit ahead Ct
her. Seems like she can no more catcl
up with il than-than she could will
a c%ottOntail. But she means well. Mos
shiftless felix's allus means well. | gO1
to be movin.' He rose reluctantly
THE young ones, they'll be a-missir
me-"
LANDS sake. now, an you cOuldn
wait till | make you a cup of coffee
No? That's too bad. Wait till | ge
YOU the chilli sauce, anyhow. What
that? Could you come out to the kitch
en- while I'm gettin it! Why. o.
course. Mr.. orown!'
Twittering and stepping briskly
Miss Elvira tripped ahead, ana IA
stow Brown plodded after. lie wa
aghast at bis own temerity. but tn
appetizing smell Of the chill SAUCE
drew him to the kitchen rs the whit
brillinnce Of the lamp had drawn hin
to the parlor.
"My!' He breathed and stopped
short. "This BEATS He was looking
around the gayest. contest, most In
mnculate little kitchen he had ever be
held. From the black mirror of
stove. with its golden grin through tn
upened draft. to the shining plates Of