The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1904-05-25

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ydd , ven reasted pl<ce Of mhst Or :
light boef 81 b<eed = > better stimutai
than' al the c~ompaniouship 81 The -
p1tHcoAt going. Look at the tsbtG
beautifully set. Remember. the prompt.
nesa Of our meals for the past fort
night. She's waiting on ths table to-day
because the maid = sicE. ahe's '
DICK"
The Boy rose. choking with rage.
Understand me. sir." be said - soon
~ he. soubd speak clearly, that from
now nn"-
did you ring. sirY' demanded q
sweet, familiar voice.
The BOY whirled around to be Con
frnnted by a slim. demure wisdom In can
and apron. The visinu Ignored him
completely. her eyes being fixed re
spectfulIy on Uncle james.
did you Rms. dr. she repeated. 81
vaa sure ! heard he bell"
"No. Mary. I dtdnfst ring aid her
employer c~ompIAcsntIy. But since
you are here you may fn my slass
again with water"
Mary complied. The Boy. stanAing
dumbiy by his chair. watched her
slender. steady nngers as she served
his uncle.
When the girl disappes red Uncle
James deman ded triumpha ntIy:
Isn't she neat and pretty?"
The BOY attacked bis dinner with an
nrAnfftn -hfAh. ~ h.A eSixN 49,
before.
"She's neat enough" he said cOOIly
with your permission III help her
clean up the dishes after dinner aud
see what I think OF her"
A few minutes later Helen Wander.
veer and the Boy faced each other in
Uncle James Kitchen. with q sink FUN
Of dirty dishes between them.
The Roy. coat on and sleeves rolled
up. was turning the hot water Oh with
one hand and fourishing q dish mop
In the other.
What in the wide world ever made
you think of uch q g~toriousiy foxy
move as thar he demanded.
why" confessed Miss yAnderveer.
laughing and yet brushing a little. u
owe 1t all to a sharp tongned old wo
man on Hester street. Some Of ns were
down there summing. aud | carried
an armfui OF flowers. I offered her =
rose. and what do you think she did
with Itr'
"WOre It next her heart forev-,
more" said the Hoy promptly.
Not she. She threw Ii In the dirty
CRATE and with arms akimb0 delivered
an address. I've hear about you rich
folks qnoth she; how you come nOsin' |
round poor folks rooms, putin your
selves up that you are teachin' us some
thin. Teach, indeedi When you know
enough to All n wOrkman's pail with ri
decent dinner, then IN hear to your !
flower missions an your religions
w got out of there promptly. The
others said they We're simply paraiyzed
by her ~impudence. but her words stuck
In my head. determined TO show that
old woman something. and l did. Aft
erward. when I found from o that
your uncle was an economical gourmet
! saw reason to bless my secret lessons
at the cooking school. am supposed" |
she added. laughing. ITO be with the
De Peysters in Philadelphia"
The Roy dropped the dish mop aud
folded her in an ecstatic embrace. from
which they were finally aroused by q I
sharp voice at the pantry door:
"Turn ID that water. will youT"
The Boy leaped TO the faucet. for the
forgotten dishwater in the sink WAS
pouring over the edge, sputtering
greasiiy everywhere. But the gourmet
apparently did not mind
"You seem TO have come to q good
understa ndfng." be said -dryly. Il