Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1903-02-12


you II al be glad whez m I'm
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trouble tomeselfand % = nody. =
The united Efforts 81 supper
party. bottle Of sEnellie5 Ills. and
a period Of five minute Fere nee
essary 70 restore Aunt lien TO 9
juster estimate OF her u n~worth,
and the discovery Of n Of sar-
dimes In the kitchen rest led her 10
amibility. The unscreu Ne Of che
bottles Of ale reminded Ant Polly OF
days when she never b an dinner
or supper or what nc Without a
glass of sherry wine. dose days,
Aunt Polly feared, shakin her head,
were never to return. unit Polly
followed this up BY decINring that
her new relative bad mr. % learn
ere she reached the nlph hlark 81
perfect cookery. limiting optimisti-
cally that all the young hostess
troubles were before her. The sis
ter in law, discovering that the flow
er vase In the center of the table
had sustained slight damage on
the side away from her, turned the
vase round that she might enjoy con-
temptation OF the defect. condoling
with her hostess on this grievous
misfortune. The sister, checked
here by a definite look from John,
opened a discussion on the wall pa
per, which she suggested was too
loud in pattern, and induced one
aunt to support her in this view;
but the other two aunts declaring
that this was good fault, and more
estimable than excess in an oppo-
site direction, the contest remained
drawn. With the manner OF an
adroit coniurer the hostess whisked
away the plates and joint, bringing
in triumphantly tipsy cake which
proved to have reached that stage
of intoxication when an upright po-
sition becomes impossible. A mere
touch of the spoon made it fall limp
Iy.
"Ah !" said the watchful relatives.
I'm afraid" she remarked nerv-
ously, this isn't going to be alto
gether a success. Aunt Polly, let
me tempt you to try bit.
Only an atom, said Aunt Polly.
You know what q poor one am
when overeat myself. get such
pains inside!"
A Tipsy Cake and q Cigar.
The guests tasted the dish with
the thoughtful, Illuminating air OF
connoisseurs, and glanced ut each
other before expressing an opinion.
Didn't make it yourself, | hope.
said the sister in-law.
Its got q taste, said Aunt Ell
len, that reminds me of something.
What you want is practice, my
dear"
is it RELY tipsy cake?"
Cheese and celery finished the
meal, and, with q relief, that she
could not disguise, the young hos
tess rose and cleared the table,
brought some apples and walnuts,
found cushion for the shoulders of
Aunt Polly, and made the three old.
er ladies range themselves Mohawk
Minstrel fashion before the fire.
John, you brought in a cigar,
didn't Her husband nodded af-
firmatively. Smoke itl'
i never, said Aunt Ellen with
solemnity, allowed my husband to
smoke in the 'ouse.
Begin like that, warned Aunt
Polly, and you'll have to go on like
it,
If my husband, said the sister
in-law- supposing that is, | ever
cared to have smoked, should
never stop coughing.
DO as | tell you, John = ordered
the young woman.
John compromised by taking his
cigar out in the kitchen. whence the
smoke came insinuating itself gent
ly into the front room. Freed OF his
presence, the aunts formed them
selves into a committee of ways and
means, making certain recommen-
dations, some for economy and 9th
ers for entailing expenditure. When
they paused for lack of breath the
sister-in-law offered few careful
ly misplaced compliments, and the
young wife became hot with indig-
nation. She was about to jump from
her chair and defy the entire party
when the Intervention of the hus-
band saved a crisis.
Don't want to hurry any of you,
he said, coming i'm from kitchen,
but you II have TO run to catch that
train.
The four ladies' scampered up
stairs d returned breathless.
With hurried pecks at the faces OF
their host and hostess they few out