Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1901-11-28
Saint Narl $ Beacon.
I'M LOVE WITH THE COOK.


tense that she was not aware Of the
entrance Of q young lady in chic
tailor suit.
Anybody at home? called the
stranger in the brightest, cheerful
voice, and in moment the women
were locked in each others embrace
What is the trouble, Ethel ?"
asked the newcomer, noting her
friends red eyes and disordered
hair.
''Oh, Phyllis, / am in terrible
strait. My cook, who has been
housemaid and all the rest in one,
left me this morning without mo-
ment's notice, and Jack is away and
Ned Darlington has written that he
is coming for couple Of weeks, and
can't get a girl-he is coming to-
morrow-and / don't know what to
do"
Poor Ethel, said Phyllis Craig,
where did you get breath for that
long sentence?" Then she set about
removing her hat and coat. We'll
60 up to the city tomorrow and get
a girl"
But Phyl, he is coming tomor-
row, and even could you get one you
would not be back in time for lunch.
Oh, dear.
well, ms'am, apply for the
place." said Phyllis.
"Phyl, what do you mean ?"
II mean this said the girl
You know my pet hobby is cook
ing. Let me cook until you can get
one from the city. That is the best
you can do. Mr.. Darlington doesn't
know of my existence, and he need
never be the wiser of my escapade.
Do let me Ethel p
mo, no, Phyl. What would Jack
say? / cant bear to think of you
struggling in that hot kitchen, and
oh, Phyl, you would have TO wait
on the table-and Mr.. Darlington is
so lovely wanted you to meet him.
i shall exist for few days with
out the honor of his acquaintance, :"
Phyllis replied pertly. Il am de
termined to take Mary's place. It
will be novelty"
So it was settled, and when Ned
Darlington rang the bell the next
morning the door was opened by a
trim little maiden with auburn hair
glinting with gold and a demure,
pretty face. At luncheon the same
goddess in calico waited upon them,
q little awkwardly perhaps, but very
prettily.
Are you not tempting fate to have
such a pretty servant girl, Mrs.
Adler p asked Ned; or are you
of Jack 2" Mrs. Adler flushed
guiltily and turned the subject.
Ethel found it impossible to get to
the city for girl, and Phyllis, now
entering completely into the spirit
of the lark, would not yield her po-
sition.
DO you wish him to think you a
poor housekeeper and pity Jack?"
cried Miss Craig. Hash he prais-
ed everything he. has eaten so far :;
praised his room and the decorations
of the house? For your own sake
you must keep the farce up until
Jack returns. | am enjoying it, 4"
and Mrs. Adler had to consent to
her headstrong friends desire.
Ned Darlington offered to tie up
some rose vines, and Mrs. Adler di-
rected him to the Toulouse for the
implements toperform his task. On
his way there he heard gay voice
trilling little French song and he
stopped to listen. The voice show
ed undoubted training, and think
ing it might be Mrs. Adler, Ned
stepped to the kitchen door and be-
held-the pretty housemaid. Atop
of her red-gold curls at very CO.
quettish angle rested huge, white
cap. The sleeves of her gown were
rolled back and showed dimpled
arms of exquisite Wilderness. Her
usually pale face was flushed little
and altogether Mr.. Darlington
thought he had never seen prettier
picture. The girl turned and saw
him. A quick flush flooded her face
and she drew herself up haughtily.
To what am l indebted for this in
trnsion 7" she asked coldly.
L came to see the singer. I
thought it might be Mrs. Adler"
Dignity vanished and the girl as
sumed an humble look, although the
corners of her mouth twiched and
the dimples came and went i'm her
round cheek.
You are getting lunch? Let me
help you, said the young man
coming into the kitchen.
Now, what can a big, awkward
man do in kitchen p she asked.
i can make mayonnaise dress
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