The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-07-15
NEW D00KS
Had tho Couras. to he a Grocer.


by great physical ebulience and energy.
He came baok to his London fiat from
brief vacation in Switzerland full Of the
most enviable feelings and abilities known
to youth. The lethargic reader will find
himself stirred from his habit in tho swift,
evcntful course of the first thirty or forty
lines.
Tie sea wind was in Warburton's hair.
His eyes were ageam with the fresh memory
of Alpine SHOWS. He sprRng from the cab;
paid double fare 20 the driver; flung heavy
bag over his shoulder; bounded up three
fights Of stairs two steps at time; grasped
cordially both hands of Mrs. Hopper, his
house keeper; said to Mrs. Hopper: Dinner
ready? Savagely hungry. Give me three
minutes and serve; washed himself to a
very audible accompaniment Of splashing
and blowing; scrubbed his face red: went
through his mail as fast as butchers cart
goes around corner, breaking envelopes,
rending wrappers, and reading with now
an ejaculation Of pleasure. now grunt
Of disgust, and again mirthful half roar;
sat down at the dinner table, and further
40 vigorously conducted himself that "in
not much more than quarter Of an hour
there disappeared noble steak and its ap-
purtenances, golden orusted apple tart,
substantial slice of ripe Cheddar and two
bottles Of creamy Bass"
Charity may go properly with pipe and
a full stomach. and 1t is a pleasure to find
Warburton doing generous deeds after
dinner. He refused to tax Mrs. Hopper
for brea king dish and two plates, and
engaged to look after sundry of Mrs. Hop
4lnk -. L. ~-.s ,in-
fortune. Franks the impecunious young
artist called. He had had no vacation
abroad not being able to afford one, but
was full Of new joy and vast hore, having
just sold his first picture. Franks all
nounoed that he was going to marry shortly,
and for that reason would defer for season
the payment Of debt of al20 that he owed
To Warburton. Warburton said -pooh!"
when Franks spoke Of repaying. His
money was for his friends. and indeed for
anybody who might need it.
Warburton went on conducting him.
self actively and in ways Of charity. We
find him at page 50 rising with the July
sun and wasting no time in getting out OF
doors. 1One unbroken sleep brought him
to sunrise;a golden glimmer upon the blind
in his return to Consciousness told him
that the rain was over and tempted him to
look forth. What he saw was decisive:
with such sky as that cleaning over the
summer world who could lie in bed?' The
sentiment reminded us OF the lovely and
unimpea cha BILE old song sung to the tune
Of the German 'Freut Euch DIES Lebens':
Oh who would slumber in his bed
When darkness from her couch has ned.
And when the lark Is soaring high
With warblinR songs OF Joy!
We read on will always dressed as il in
| a fury; seconds sufficed him for details Of
the toilet which, had he spent minutes
over them, would have fretted his nerves
intolerably. His bath was one wild well
ter-not even the ceiling being safe from
splashes; he clad himself in brief series
Of plunges; bis shaving might have earned
| the applause of an assembly gathered to
behold feats of swift dexterity. Quietly
he descended the stairs, and found the
house door already open.' Lively as he
was, his sister Jane was before him. She
was already working in the garden 1t
was for Jane and for his mother that War
burton, when pecuniary misfortune befcl
| the family, became a grocer and Wore an
apron and sold tea and sugar behind the
! counter.
| 1t looked at one time as though Warbur-
| ton was to marry Rosamund, and as though
Franks were to be husband to Bertha, but
! in the event this was turned exactly round
about. We were interested in Bertha Is
mother, a lady OF considerable acerbity
who had no end Of trouble with servants.
| Her husband had little to leave her when
| he died He was however, man OF sunny
disposition, a very pleasant man, and he
uttered a pleasantly on his deathbed. In
the words of the book. He had just
signed his will and was left alone with
his wife. I'm sure I've always wished to
make your life happy piped the afflicted
woman. And l yours, he family an
swered, adding. with sad, kind smile,
as he pointed to the testamentary docu-
ment, Take the will for the deed.
The story points out that it would give
a wrong impression to say that Mrs Cross
-kept- servants, inasmuch as no servant
remained with her long. Generally, they
passed in quick succession, getting out as
aeon as ever they were able. In the opinion
of the novelist. it was reasonable for them
to depart. Undergrad and underfed."
he saws, these persons they varied In
incompetent. careless, rebelious, and Mrs.
Cross found the sole genuine pleasure of
her life in the war she waged with them.
Having no reasonable way of spending her
hours, she was thus supplied with occu-
pa alton; being Of acrid temper she was thus
supplied with a subject upon whom she
could fearlessly exercise it; being remark
ably mean Of disposition she saw in the
pairing down of her servants rations to
working minimum at once profit and sport;
lastly, being fond of the most trivial gos-
SIP, she had never failing topic of dis
cussion with such ladies as could endure
her society
Fortunate, indeed, that daughters do
not always resemble their mothers Bertha
had patience and humor. III you could
only see the comical side Of it, mother"
she once observed. 1T really has one,
YOU know. Emma, If only you woald be
patient With her, is d we'll meaning creature
and she says the funniest things. l asked
her this morning il she didn't think she
could find some way Of remembering to
nut salt on the table. And she looked at