St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1907-11-30

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will be dry and" sighed her hus-
band.
well, came as soon as I possibly
could" burst in Mrs. Klinker. "And
I had to stand up with all these
bundles every step of the way home!
There wasn't a gentleman in that
whole car man enough to give me a
seat!
Il sometimes wonder if you appre-
ciate the fact that I am shaving and
digging from one weeks end to the
other to make home for you and the
children-doing as much as any
three women ought to do-and doing
1t better! But l suppose if I should
die tomorrow you'd be looking around
for some one else the day after, and a
silly, young doll-face that couldn't,
or wouldn't, raise her finger if the
house was to fall down on top of your
heads! l can't help being capable
any more than I can help breathing.
When I was a girl and lived at home
mother always said l was the only
one of the girls she could trust to do
q piece of work well
"You may all realize it when I'm
in my grave. There aren't many
women who can clean the whole
house, bake, get meals for a big hun
gry family and then walk out of the
house as much of lady and looking
better than any woman on the street
who keeps servants and has nothing
TO do but fuss herself up. / tell you,
Albert Klinker, you're very fortunate
man. 1 don't want to complaint only
want you to get it through your thick
head how much do on very little!"
my dear Stella, know you work
hard, but I beg to remind you that
you had Mrs. Flaherty to do the clean
ing. Charlotte stayed home from the
basket ball game to bake and Grace
and Edith seemed to be equally en-
ployed with various tasks. I don't
like to mention it, but I washed the
luncheon dishes and dinner is now on
the table awaiting you." It was a
long speech for Albert Klinker-he
was a man who thought more than he
talked.
ooh, of course, don't do anything.
oh, no! Don't give me any credit
whatever. I'd like to know where this
house and you and the rest would all
he without me? You each do one lit
tie trife-and consider yourselves
killed. If you had to do all do for
one day" Mrs. Klinker was now
past the barrier-and off.
Albert ana the girls a half hour
later assisted the storm-swept woman
to her room; Charlotte put her to bed
and Gained her down, and in two
hours YOU wouldn't know there'd been
anything disturbed in the living room,
axcent of course, few breakable
things which could be replaced very
easily.
ooh. how d. do, Mrs. Brunswick? p
greeted Mrs. Klinker. Isn't it love-
Iv afternoon to be out? had few
pyramids to do down town and just
couldn't stay in. Do you know didn't
recognize you at first, you looked SO
well. Your hats very pretty, bat it
asn't ANYTHING | would wear, though 1t
isn't had on you. l don't like to see
anyone dress too young, Mrs. Bruins,
rvick. MY Charlotte would look nice
NJ that hat with her young face. l see
Won have one of those queer new
coats. That's one thing funny about
met never rush and break my neck
~ get every new exaggerated fashion
tbat comes out. BY the way, may In
cuire where you bought that coat? On
Ala Won have it made? Isn't it queer
ona can always tell a homemade gar
ment at a glance?
ssBv the way-have you the same
.irl now? Yes, she seemed Ike
9ood raliable servant, but even the
s.sst If ,ena-yes, know It. ! simply
,vor,t have one IN my house. Alber'
ssvs ttne and again that e y out
s 80 for me to try to DO every
s s,,snp bnt i tell him I'm not going e