The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-07-29

TD RAT that Pesky lifter!" cried
Miss Janet Duncan, spinster, as
She hurriedIy carried her hand
to her mouth. IF some folks would
only be little thoughtful of them that
they are behoIden to for the very dress
they have on, I wouldn't get burned
every time I go to tend fire. Why on
earth, Fanny, you can't get out of Ieav-
ing that hfter stuck in the lid all the
time is lust way beyond me Except
you do it a-purpOSe, just Tor the run
of laughing at me behind my pack:
Pm sure can't see any other reason
And Miss Janet stalked majeStlcauy
out of the Kitchen, bound InmenL-
ward. not forgetting TO close the door
with a slam that set the dishes on the
dresser TO rafting. The young lady
whom Miss Janet had 50 draStIcally
scolded was sitting beside the Win
dow, huge pan of potatoes upon her
lap. The dainty, calico wrapper, loose
" coiled auburn hair and rOSeats COM
plexiOn usually cOnSpired TO form a
pleasing picture, but at the moment
her pretty mouth was drawn down an
most lugubTious fashion, her big blue
eyes seemed to be Obscured by haze
of approaching tears, and she IOoked
as if only unuttera bic woe was her
daily portion Holding huge Tuber
between two white fingers, and grasp
ing the bIack-ha ndled carving knife in
the other tiny fist, Miss Fanny paused
I in her task and commenced to medi-
tate
THAT'S the second time this morning
Aunt Janet has tOngue-laShed me,
! she muttered, bitterly. Even If j do
| forget and leave the litter on the stove
NOW and then. 50 tfraI she burns her
| hand when she goes to take hold or
if she has no right to talk to me IN
| that style. And then to throw up about
| having given me this CD calico
J thing, 1t just makes me feel SICK.
Anybody with half an eye could see
lthat she wants me to go off and earn
nv own living and not be a bother TO
/ her. Yesterday she swept up all my
/ newspaper clippings and threw them
into the stove. And then made belleFe
she was sOr1'y, and did not know Jhal l
Intended saving them to paste IN my
new scrap album She's just an old
hypocrite that's what she IS! m sorry
/ 7 aver LET Charlie persuade me TO stay
here until he comes back just as u
a girl a man only expects 20 marry
has any claim upon his relations!
should have had more sense n1ySeH
and taken rnat position in the CITY
Cousin John offered me. IF 1t was not
for Uncle George, I'd pack up and get
out of this mean old place today. l
lust hate Aunt Janet, so there! ana
]
tables upon the floor, the girl ARCS
from her chair and glanced VlclouSaS
out Of the window
eft scarcely seems possible that only
last evening was as happy as a emp
fnunk." she continued, sadly L cOuld
no more go on q straw ride ana sing
and carry on like we did then,
than And after hOpelessly trying
to conjure up a more descriptive com
IA rison she had to come back to her
first intention and add, than couiu
6v Why isn't Charlie Sat1Sfled Win
his store in the village and what ne
had saved up, without Starung Oh lot
that miserable old Nome? ana not a
word from him now in nearly three
rnOuttsl We might have been mar
Tied and comfortably settled Dy TINS
since If he had only istened to me i
Iii admit that I did not oppose him
very much. for he seemed so set or
going that l felt it was little use 70
> rome Only a woman knows now
these men get an idea into Inelf ies.us'
and But good gracious. VINO s lhdt
coming I'D the lane leading morse. II
snreIv must be Uncle George I bet
the mare has been up 20 her old TICKS
> cain. Whevt I never saw Uncle
George give a dumb animal such a
crack a s that before. He must De really
angry" ii -,,
noisy stamping and angry mUttering,
bir huff. hearty looking farmer came
INFO the kitchen and gazed around
Here I be. all tagged out and tired
with the goings on of that brute OF a
mare-I yum III give her away II
cant sell her-and no signs OIL any thlhs
10 eat on the table. It's enough TO Try
/ the patience of any saint. and I'm VIII
| ing to confess that I amt that kind
| why in thunderatiOn -
cot. Uncle George interrupted
Fanny. don't you start in to ind tault
/ with me, too. Charlie ought to
/ have
YES you're right there, miss,
1 1,l,,rted ont the old man. impeIuOusly.
/ ..Tf he hadn't gone daft about that gold
dust business. an to make you I've Ike
/ a fine 1ady-and heaven alone knows
how you urged him on to at-ne Woula
rot be lying dead now. at -
Dead Charlie dead2' shrieked the
girl. in an agony Of questioning OF