Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1906-04-17

and, dressing swiftly, he fastened
downstairs. No breakfast odors greet
ed him, and the house was very quiet.
The kitchen fire blszed. but no kettle
was over it, There with her head on
The table was Mollie, .sobbing as If her
heart would break, and from the re-
frigerator rolled and effervesced rusk
dough, that like frothy sea surged
over the kitchen moor.
What under the canopy" began
Joe, and then he laughed Oh, oh, how
he laughed!
Mollie tried to look naughty, but
broke down and sobbed out her story
on Joe's shoulder
"See here" said Joe, kissing her and
putting her out of the kitchen. you
run upstairs Mrs. Babcock, and get
to rights. When your eyes look like
my Mollie's eyes, open box that lies
on the bed. and see II that boa's the
right shade. Tut" as Mollie sobbed
again, mind! You're not to come
down till | CALL" He closed the door
and began to whistle.
"Gee!" said he, what mess That
old cat (meaning Miss Morris) has
given Mollie the wrong recipe. bet
could make rusk enough for 20 peo-
pie out of what's left. It's lucky l
was brought up on farm"
When Mrs. Babcock smelled coffee
she forgot her instructions and made
straight for the kitchen. To her sur
prise Nancy was at work, faded calico,
prunella boots and all.
why, Nancy" said she, 81 am glad
you're back"
Nancy be blessed" shouted Joe
from the depths of her plaid sunbon-
net, and Mollies fun began; for in
Nancy's "duds," and initiating her
stride and grab of things, he did pre-
sent a droll figure, and Mollie laughed
until they were both merry and bright
as Easter day.
There! That's D. K. little WON
an" said Joe, standing off and view.
ing the table; and indeed it was. All
their prettiest china, glass and silver
decorated the satin-like cloth. The
: dishes were laden with salads, meats
preserves. cakes and dainties, and, like
a floral weave, were hyacinths ant
!. lilies.
> Listen, Mollie! BY and by I'll sill
: off, light the fire and put over thu
e kettle. When l come back, you va
n moose and finish up" Mollie nodded
smiling delightedly.
The members of Trinity choir wer,
d coming. Mollie and Joe met the happ,
ten at the door and made them wei
v come. All were merry and full of tn,
|. days events. Mollie kept talking an,
avoided personalities; she dreaded be
: ing questioned about rusk. In du
h time Joe disappeared-unmissed-fo
some one was Paying die Traumerei.
" He was gone so long that Mollie trem
v bled; but when he returned flushe
l. and happy, Mollie slipped off like
d vision.
II The kettles music greeted her, tn
n kitchen was neat. and scent of bak
70 ing filled the air. Mollie wondered a
e it, but was too busy to investigate.
Is When they assembled, all complj
mented them on the beauty and abun
,r dance of the table.
Il "Yes," cried Joe, ecstatically, "Mr!
If Babcock is a notable housekeeper
8 Mol.ie," he went on, avoiding hi
ID wifes rebulking glance, why, Molli,
le you are forgetting the rusk."
Vi He stepped to side table, and, lift
ing two plates heaped high with golt
a en- steaming rusk, placed them wit
l. the feast.
IN The blessing was saving grace
e. and Mollie could lower her radian
lie overmoist eyes, for well she knew ths
III the leaven of her good husbands Low
IT, had saved her from the "old leave
e Of malice and uncharitableness."