The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1904-05-27

NiAs N"i" iAti' ~iiis N'hltN 0 iht
hambly at the door
upstairs and downstairs" went
Peter Carver, LAYING hands ON what
ever he considered proper prey for
the washtub. rummaging i'm bureau
drawers, uphea,ing the contents of
trunks and turning wardrobcs 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 2" was
his first alarmed thought, express
ing itself unconsciously in words.
Il saw 'em 90 opt of the door,
please, sir, sand the washerwoman' 5
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 let 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
day 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.
"lIow9re 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:'
at don't get along at all"
rs dinner ready z"
"Dinner;" echoed Peter in a sort
of dismayed tone. "Why, haven't
got through with breakfast YETI
But it is ~ o'clock"
81 don't care if its % o'clock. A
man can't DO forty things at once"
Where are the children" asked
his wife.
IN 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 'em. 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 2"
"Now
"Nor blackened the range nor
cleaned the knives nor scrubbed the |
kitchen hoor:"
mo"
"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, tearing 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 u 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 a brute. I'll
have a cook and a nurse and a
chambermaid here just as soon as |
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
little hand took the handle of the |
gridiron from his grasp.
Carry"
81 release YOU from duty" smiled !
the wife. my ankle is better now"
Il say, Carry"
"Well?"
"Tell the truth, now. Wasn't that
ankle business little exaggerat-
ed Z"
Considerable.
A well known New York clergy
man laI 4, lultt ,,.. &c.. & 49,.