The Brattleboro reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1907-1912, 1909-04-09
gins. as he dried his hands for the TWEEN

gins, as he dried his hands for the TWEEN
tieth time
"Evaporate, why" shifting deicately,
'your clothes seem to smell, too-Oh, as
al sudden thought struck her, 81 wonder
if mine will" and Mrs. Higgins started
out the door, calling back, you'd better
take that suit right off and hang it on
the line"
Dear, no, it suits the general atmos..
phsre. III wait until after dinner. And
Mr.. Higgins, after a. very enjoyable look
at his sister Helen behind her back, went
out to hoe in his vegetable garden, and to
set the trap again. for it might be wood
chuck after all after the peas.
Mrs. Higgins came around an hour
later.
Its all through the house,. even up
stairs she said omTnously.
and outdaors. too, if | mistake not,
continued her husband.
IT shall not eat bit of it, if Helen
never speaks to me again. Oh, how can
she cook it?'
Search me-" sangly answered Mr..
Higgins, and his wife was 50 perturbed
that she never noticed 1t.
Il wonder how hungry we shall be- by
tea time" continued his wife in dreary
tone. How hungry do you get to be- in
severn hours time?"
"a good day to cultivate your spirit
and mortify the feshy' was Mr. Higgins S
comment as he pulled vigorously at weeds.
Mrs Higgins blazed up: While EN-
bordering, she had been thinking some.
''Wly don't you stand up and say you
won't have it? That Helen's got to stop,
and it's your house and YOU don't want
it. and your wife-6ut | don't suppose
you'd consider me. Helen must doo just
as she wants, but lots of things L want
to do. YOU don't want me to.
"NEhat things" asked the matter-of-
fact Mr.. Higgins.
''Vhy, | can't think offhand, but lots
of things. Anyhow, you Just let your
sister run over you. | believe you re
afraid of herr" :,
You would be if you knew her as well
as. I do" replied Mr.. Higgins seriously;
Then. taking pity on his poor, distracted
wife. he added, "IIl bet you a tive-pound
box that this will end Helen's experiment.
ing on u.s."
9aWell.' said Mrs. Higgins, who had not
thought of this before, somewhat molh-
fed, ANY how, yon ought to stop such a
preceding as this
aIm going to stop the whole blessed
business. There Is more than one way to
sSin a-skunk." And broad grin ran
over his face.
Dinner is ready" came in even tones
from the door. MIR. and Mrs. Higgins
went down inno house that was well
filed with the odorous skunk smell, and
found the fricasseed skunk arranged on a
platter with dumplings, if you please, and
! a thiceened gravy. -. -
"Whew.'' said Mr. Higgins to himself
when he saw the dumplings, Helen Is
game to the end,'
Afser they had sat down to their game
dinner, Helen said:
Il made the damplings because there
did not seem to be enough meat to GO
around"
Mr.. Higgins. with greatest difficulty
checked half way the biggest laugh he'c
had coming to him for many a day. He
served the dinner.
ITS unfortunate that this smell got
| through the house, for really the meat
does not smell at all or only the tinlest
! bit. for Helen was honest.
Have You tried it Have you tasted
itg' pressed her brother, seeing her hest
tate.
s'Whv. yes: well. no, not really, but
viii now" and Helen took a very tiny
bit of meat. and tasted it. Then she
nibbled the top of a dumping.
Finest meat you ever ate?" inquired
her brother, heartlessly.
''Well. it's really all right: 1t really Is
Tim: If il wasn't for this"
II understand. sis. too much flavor
But how about that club dinner wher,
the swells ate it and liked it so well til
they knew what it wasy" pursued Mr.
Higgins
I'm afraid didn't really know how t.
cook t. There probably is a way K
make It a palatable dish as well as al
economical one This was a great con
cession for Helen.