The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1909-04-15

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GOT" sh. asked solieitousy Trh
morning paper Is upstairs. can 81
I II IN moment"
I'D rather talk said Chadwics
comfortably. He was hungry for con
genial companionship, and the litti,
maid was very different from Neil
Sometimes Dave grew a little tired oi
Nell and her bold fiattery
Il can't stop" cried the girl 1T II
baking day. and have the oven full.
when Miss Horton does all thu
cooklngf' reminded Chadwick. Il
shall have TO investigate"
lie had been 40 frequent o caller that
be knew from which door Nell was
accustomed 10 put in an appearance
her sleeves rolled up and an adorable
dab OF -four on her saucy chin. Tx
noring the frightened protests OF the
little maid. be pnshed bis why into the
Kitchen.
In her embarrassment Dora had for
gotten that Nell had claimed the cook
cry for her own aud that upon this
talent she had counted for the winning
Of Chadwick. Now that the eat was
out OF the bag the probabilities were
that Nell would turn her cousin into
the street She inherited a shrewish
temper from her mother, aud Dora
knew that the two women would be
lmplacable.
Chadwick shifted the spicy odors
and turned TO the girl.
so you are the fairy OF the kItch-
emf" he said.
''Nell does all the work just
watch the things when she goes down.
town." denied Dora hastily.
Chadwick put one finger under the
dimpled chin and raised the face that
he might look straight into the gray
eyes.
Look me straight In the face and
say that again, he commanded.
The long lashes fell over the troubled
eyes as Dora struggled to make her de.
nial convincing Chadwick laughed.
look here" he said as he released
her chin. Il came out here today to
ask the hand Of the woman who had
made me comfortable. Ii Is not that
cared so much about what | had to
eat, 1t is not that can get dinner
here without having TO fight three
walters and the maitre d'hote, That
wasn't what appealed to me, though
they do say that the way to mans
heart Is through his stomach That
sounds funny, but really man DOESN'T
marry just cook.
IL wanted the woman who of al the
million people In this big town cared
enough for old friendship to come and
rescue me from the pmitre and the
menu. II wasn't Just the idea OF din
ner, but the home. want hame
of my own. and l wanted her to run 1t
Tor me. But 1t seems that she did not
tell the truth about the cooking.
guess the rest Of 1t is pretty much OF
he same piece Of goods, and 1t won't
'tand the wash. It's you | want, little
not because you can cook-I
lon't know Just what 1t Is, but want
gou.
"You slip on your hat, and we can
'un down to city hall and get license
Ind wedding certificate In no time
It ALL"
"Why, you don't even know my
lame." cried the startled girl
II can guess" was the prompt reply.
I'm not SO forgetful of the man who
ave me my first start as not to be
lble to trace his likeness IN Cleon
3lake's daughter. They told me that
hey did not know where you were,
md today when recognized you 1t
vas that which first suggested the
alsehoods they have been telling and
ed me to Investigate the kitchen. We
an pay them back for their food.
they'll be content SO long as they get
lot Of presents. VIII You come.
)oraf'
Something In his tones appealed to
he girl, and she looked into the eager
yes that searched her blushing face.
he had been sorry for Chadwick, and
ity Is akin to love. He read his an
wer In her eyes and great light of
ladness came into his own as he bent
nd reverently kissed the tip of the
alnty ear, for her face was hidden