The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1909-11-06
HOW SHE LEARNED A LESSON.

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in the dim distance-bust just plain, ordinary
street car. But he was well satisfied with the mode
of ocomotlon fate allowed him, and with every
thing else. When one has been married but few
months, happily married-married fast and tight
to the girl in the world-things take on q rose
ate color quite out of proportion of existing con-
ditons.
The house was too far out-quite out of the
way of his place of business-but, then, it had
garden! 1t was just a poor, struggling garden,
protesting fee65y at the care of willing inexpeF-
enced hands. But it always managed to provide
daily boutoniere. And who would not ride miles
walk for the matter of that-ust to stand in the
sunshine flooding his small patch of ground and
watch the little white hands pinning the fragrant
flower
Mrs Tewksbury heard the car whistling as she
stopped for and in her haste to pin it on one
small finger showed a tiny crimson hurt. It had
to be kissed; she had to be kissed The whistling
car stopped at the corner, half block away There
no time to lose One last kiss and he had leaped
the picket fence and was flying for the car. Mrs
Tewksbury stood at the gate and waved till the
car out of sight
Then she went inside to the duties that awaited
her. Directing servants was not one of them Serv-
ants, too, were way off in the distance with the
motor But, like Mr.. Tewksbury the same ROSY
hue was difused over duties and pleasures She did
not know much about keeping house. but she was
learning She hated washing dishes. But, then
the dishes were and so pretty
Everything soon in order and she donned
bew1tchlng hat and took her way to the long-suf-
fering garden. But even as she stopped to train a
dropping branch of its one sickly morning glory
she started back in dismay There, under the rose,
by which they had stood so lately lay brown paper
package-an innocent-looking inconspcuous brown
paper package of little value, except to the owner
But to the owner what different thing She lifted
it in her hands, half ready to cry
TITS his LUNCH" she confded to the old gray cat,
rubbing against her. "Its Johns lunch"
For moment the catastrophe seemed irrepar-
able. Wild thoughts of taking the package at once
to him came to her. But sober second thought made
her smile Trust John to find way out of any
difficulty. There were dozens of restaurants and he
would not be foolish enough to be hungry. IF it
will cost little more, if it were little less nice
than the lunches he usually carried with him, he
could stand it for once.
She ran in. laid it unopened on the kitchen ia
bic and went back to the garden. So interested
did she become that shadow lay long in her path
before she saw 1t. Her startled look gave place to
a rapturous greeting
ooh, Edith, I'm so glad you've come"
But before the other answered she was mentally
reviewing the little house. 1t would be on parade
she knew, before very observant, if very kindly
eyes. STILL she could think of nothing out of place
either regards furniture or furnishing. They
went in together and everything was shown and adj
mlred. 1t was veritable dool's house-tiny deli
cate, sweet and clean. The fine and well chosen we'd
ding presents gave it an "air," Edith said She
was maffectedly delighted with everything The
usually long morning hours fairly few Little Mrs
Tewksbury was astonished when she happened to
glance at the clock
"Why, Edith, it's nearly 1. You must be starved
you poor girl after your long journey. Pm going
IN and fix you something to eat. Aren't you dead
fully hungry"
"Why, yes" said Edith 'I believe am hun
CRY, but don't bother to cook much. can't stay
long and / want to talk"
Come on in then and we'll talk while cook
She led the way to the little blue and white kitch
en-, with its shining stove and blue enameled pots
and pans"
Its the prettiest kitchen I ever saw" said
Edith, stopping admirngly before the plate rail-
This is cut plate, Helen, with the Scotch grave
on It,"
She read it aloud as Mrs Tewksbury made the
fire.
"Some haze meat an Gamma eat;
An some would eat that want it;
But we haze meat an we can eat
So let the Lord be thankit."
"Fm glad we're in the third class Helen.n she
concluded, laughing, "for really am hungry"
III have something in a minute" cheered Mrs
Tewksbury, busting about "Now, Edith fix these
strawberries while / get the steak
Edith put on apron and began the task Mrs
lewksbury stayed long time on the little porch
When she came in she broke the news without pre-
amble.
edith. we're back in the second class. The old
cat-the old wretch of a cat!-made off with the
steak in the safe while bringing in the straw
berries"
"Never mind. We can manage nicely on straw
berries and cream. What good cream you get out
herew
Strawberries" scorned Mrs. Tewksburv
Strawberries when you're starving2 I'm going
right out to the butchers. It isn't very far
"Helen Aiken" began her guest: "TIelen Tavks-
bury, mean-if you step outside that door I'll start
right for home"
The tone was conclusive. Mrs. Tewksbury
paused.
But whatn you eat?" she said.
ly it doesn't matter"
And just then Mrs. Tewksbury's troubled ewes
Lighted on the brown paper parcel lying on the
kitchen table
She seized it eagerly.
"Jobn's lunch2D