The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1903-10-30
there's no Office for me today. Now,
then. what's Wantlngy'


humDls at the door.
Upstairs and downstairs went
Peter Carver. laying hands on what
ever he considered proper prey for
the washtub, rummaging IN bureau
drawers, upheaving the contents OF
trunks and turning wardrobes IN
side out for a mortal hour before he
had completed the requisite search
The kitchen was empty when he
returned.
Where are the children was
his first alarmed thought, express
ing itself unconsciously in words.
Il saw EN- 90 out of the door.
please. sir" said the washerwoman's
little girl
The July sun was beginning to
glow intensely in the heavens. The
payements reflected the ardent
shine with tenfold heat, and poor
Peter Carver was nearly melted ere
he espied his hopeful son and heir,
with Pet following.
Neither of them would walk-in
fact. the little wanderers were far
too weary-so Mr.. Carver mounted
one on each arm and carried them.
limp and unresisting, through the
streets.
III have a nurse for YOU. my
Young friends. before the world is a
dav Older he said, grinding his
teeth with impotent wrath as he de-
posted Pet and Tommy on the floor
and went YEARLY TO his household
duties.
"How are you now. Carry :" he said
about an hour afterward, throwing
himself into a chair by her bedside /
and tanning himself with. the news
paper he had laid there that morn
ing.
About the same. dear How does ,
the housekeeping get along"
1T don't get along at all"
rs dinner ready?'
"Dinner:" echoed Peter in a sort
Of dismayed tone. "Why, | haven't
got through with breakfast YETI
But it is 10 o'clock"
Il don't care If its 25 o'clock. A
man can't do forty things at once"
Where are the children" asked
his wife.
I'm bed. They were too much. for
me. so | undressed 'em and put 'em
to bed to get them out of the way"
poor things" said Carry.
"Poor me, | should think" said
Carver irately. Il had quite enough
to do without EN-. I've broken the
plates and melted off the nose Of the
teapot and lost my diamond ring in
the ash barrel and cut my fingers
with the carving knife"
Have you looked after the pic
kles and baked fresh pies?"
"Now
"Nor blackened the range nor
cleaned the knives nor scrubbed the
kitchen foor?"
"No."
"Nor made the beds nor swept
the chamber nor busted the parlors
nor polished the windows nor heard
the children's lessons nor taken care
of the canary birds nor
"Stop-stopw calculated Mr.. Pc
ter Carver, fearing wildly at his !
hair You don't mean to say that
you do all these things every day"
Il DO most certainly and long be-
fore II o'clock. And yet you won
der that am not dressed and cult |
waiting my mind before IL o'clock"
'.My dear Carry" said Peter peni-
tently, Il have been brute. I'll
have a cook and nurse and a
chambermaid here just as soon as l
can possibly obtain them. You
shall be drudge no longer"
A few minutes afterward the I'M
skilled cook was scorching his whis-
kers over a gridiron covered with
kissing mutton chops, which would
alarm him BY suddenly blazing up
into his face without the least pre-
monitory symptom, when a light |
step crossed the kitchen floor and a |
little hand took the handle Of the. !
gridiron from his grasp.
Garry"
81 release YOU from duty" smiled !
the wife. MY ankle is better now"
Il say, Carry
"Well 2"
Tell the truth, now. Wasn't that |
ankle business little exaggerat-
ed z"
Considerable.
A well known New York clergy
man had a habit at one time of con-
ditioning his actions with the phrase
HIlon ~-o1.xxo Il