The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1906-04-13

AhEESEs With HEN f1LAO oN IdH
TABLE, WAS MOLLIE.
and, dressing swiftly, he fastened
downstairs. No breakfast odors greet
ed him. and the house was very quiet.
was over it. There with her head on
he table was Mollie. sobbing as IL her
heart would break, and from the re-
frigerator rolled and efferyesced 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, bu,
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 IL that boa's ths
right shade. Tut" as Mollie sobbed
again, mind! You're not to coms
down till l 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 l bet
I could make rusk enough for 20 peo-
pie out Of what's left. It's lucky
was brought up on farm"
When Mrs. Babcock smelled coffes
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. II am glad
you're back"
Nancy be blessed" shouted joe
from the depths OF her plaid sunbon-
net, and Mollie's fun began; for In
Nancy's "duds." and initiating hsr
stride and grab of things, he did pre-.
sent droll figure, and Mollie laughed
until they were both merry and brighs
az Easter day.
There! That's o. K. little wom-
an" said Joe. standing OF and view
Ing the table; and indeed 1t was All
their prettiest china, glass and silver
decorated the satin-Iike cloth. Tha
dishes were laden with salads, meats,
preserves, cakes and dainties, and, like
floral weave. were hyacinths and
lilies.
Listen. Mollie! BY and by I'll slip
of, light the fire and put over the
kettle. When 1 come back, you va
moose and finish up" Mollie nodded,
smiling delightedry.
The members Of Trinity choir were
coming. Mollie and Joe met the happy
ten at the door and made them wei
come All were merry and full of the
days events. Mollie kept talking and
avoided personalities; she dreaded be-
ing questioned about rusk. In dua
time Joe disappeared-unm
some one was playing die Traumerei."
He was gone so long that Mollie trem-
bled; but when he returned, flushed
and happy. Mollie slipped OF like q
vision.
The kettles music greeted her, the
kitchen was neat. and a scent Of bak-
ing filed the air. Mollie wondered at
it, but was too busy to INVESTIGATES.
When they assembled, all compl-
mented them on the beauty and album
dance of the table.
YES" cried Joe. ecstatically, Mrs.
Babcock II q notable housekeeperl
MolIie," he went on, avoiding hir
wife's rebuking glance. Why. Mollie.
you are forgetting the rusk"
He stepped to side table, and, lift,
ing two plates heaped high with gold
en- steaming rusk. placed them with
the feast.
The blessing was a saving grace
and Mollie could lower her radiant.
overmoist eyes, for well she knew that
tse Ieaven Of her good husbands love
had saved her from the "old leayen
Of malice and uncharitahlenex2"