The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1909-07-03

meant to whitewash the kitchen We all shreked.
for we knew what his idea How surprised they
would be when they came home! 1t was such easy
work. Just to mix up the whitewash and water, and
then make the big brush go fap-slap, fapslap, flap
slap up and down the wall The mixing was soon
done We meant to be very fair and time one an
other each taking FIVE minute turns. But we were
hungry.
"You had dinner just two hours before
Eyes. Did you ever hear anything like it So
we got out the meat pie and buttermilk, and when
we had had what we considered light lunch-NOr-
ris!- if you gigglet- brought in the heavy white
wash pail and went to work"
"And you did not clear the table"
ooh no; we were too busy Children do get
busy now and then, yon know. We were just beau
tifully started. Dell"
'EYou should say Uncle Del'"
Il beg his pardon-Uncle Dell had had his five
minutes, Uncle Bill three and a half of his, when
sped Gross Molly in the garden"
''Mother!" The measle-boy wrestled frantcally
with the afghan and sat straight up. 81 sure if
l had been there your five minutes would have come
first. The story is not Just finished cause you
never whitewashed in your life!"
mo. sonboy, then since Whose turn is il
now? Mine? We were all afraid of Cross Molly.
Her horns were sharp and crooked and she hated
children. But there she was among grandfather
cabbages-that precious crop of cabbages that was
to stock the cellar for all the coming winter, be
sides the good dinners right along through late
summer and early fall. Something must be done !!
We dashed out of the house and held council Of
war 1t would never do to chase her. Grandfather
never permitted his COWS to be chased. Besides,
Cross AIilly would do damage with her hoofs
than if we let her MUNICH away among the rows.
"T will lasso herw said Uncle Bill who had
been practcing his pet pony. His rope was
stout and he had pretty steady hand and sure
enough in five minutes Cross Milly was lassoed and
to astonishment submitted to be led back to the
bar1, .yUbn her in
Feeling very joyful over the saved cabbaecs
we went back to the house, and there what a sight
met our eyes! When Uncle Bill had gone for his
rope he had left the door of the yard open, and
when we ran out we all had left the house door
open behind us. The dogs, young and old, had gone
in. Old Bess, the watch-dog-too old to do any
thing but bark at strangers-was in the whitewash
pail. Tray was on the table, both feet in the meat
platter The rest of the dishes were smashed on the
stone floor and the three pups were having glo-
rious time Bess must have slipped off the table,
and dragged the cloth and dishes with her."
"And then what happened~
"1f you will keep very still I think [ can tell
you--snce you never heard the story beforep
The afghan subsidized
"While we surveyed the wreck, laughing at poor
Bess in her frantic efforts to climb out of the mess,
a stern voice said behind us: Might this be spring
cleaningp
ut was grandfather, unexpectedly returned.
And then"
"Then there was another council of war;" said
Norris, refectivey. 'Well, mother" he added, com
fortingly smuggling his head down on her shoulder
for nap, cts all over now, you know"-Rae
Mitchell