The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-02-13

Bonnibcr. with good-naturcd smile on her face
but sad ache in her heart, while the little butterfly
fitted about, helping Uncle Phil gather apples
or coquettng with Harvey under the big maple
the lawn.
father wrote her that ii she enjoying herself,
and his old friends willing to put up with her
for additional month nothing would be
satisfactory to him than to have her remain
while longer, he had important work OH hand
which would take him away from home The propo-
ston entirely satisfactory all round, and
Bonnlbcll stayed on.
One brilliant October day, all russet and ruby,
Uncle Phil and Aunt Becky drove off to town with
such a wagon-load of farm uxurics as would de-
light the heart OF an epicurc- Barrels OF bouncing
hcryrcd Ben Davis apples served for ballast among
which were slowed boxes of late, full -rpened pears
golden and sweet; crates of purple, wne-scented
grapes, and various-szcd baskets OF bloomy blue
damson pums, little green ghertins, and round bell
peppers Purple-rcd picking cabbages found
ners to pack into here and there, and creamy sweet
potato pumpkins filled all other available space
Bonnibc watched them down the smooth, white
road, waving misty bit OF linen and lace alter them
and smiling checry they disappeared around the
corner, then went back to the shade OF the old
fashioned porch with its vne-hung pillars. She
began to feel lonely Harvey. who had promised
to superntcnd the cider-making was up in the
orchard beyond the barn with the men, and as the
next best companion to turn TO, Bonnbell trippcd
upstairs in search OF Linda. To her dsmay, she
found her lying upon her bed, pale death, the
shades lowered to keep out the sunlight, and wet
towel over her forehead.
The frightiul sick headache" she explained
ut just came on they were leaving, and didn't
tell for fear OF worrying them, but it seems to
all the time,
"Oh, what shall do? What shall I do?" walled
the bewIdered and frightened Bonnibcll, wrnging
Linda smiled in the midst of her misery. "He
couldn't help me-" said she, there is nothing to be
done but to lie here in the dark until it wears away
You needn't worry Bonnie, it isn't dangerousi but
I'm afraid you'll have to manage the dinner by your
sell; there's no one else, and you and Harvey must
eat, you know. Do you think you can do iii"
Yes. indeed" averred Bonnibell souty I'm
sure can do everything, and you mustn't make your
head worse by thinking OF single thing, Linda
I'VE to have chicken pic" said Linda ''the
chicken is all dressed and cut up in the pantry,
ready to cook, and you'll find the vegetables and
things there too"
All right" said Bonnbel checrfully, I'll get up
fine dinner. You just go TO sleep and get we'll
and patting up Lindas pillow and shaking her towel
placed 4 fan within reach, and trippcd merry down
stairs and out into the clean, cool kitchen.
J % III h1yS to br make e m IN that great M
Uncle Phil and Aunt Becky afraid to gaso-
line and they don't have gas here; how dreadful"
blackenng her pretty hand and damaging her apron
and proceeded gth gtht her preparations "l'll make
oS The chicken pic 1s she decided I'D 3D. taking down the
Having mixed her -four with part OF
milk and three parts of water, the rest OF the milk
being inconvenenty down in the spring house, add
ing plenty of soda, but forgetting the trifing in
gredient of shortening she rolled it out lined her pan
neatly and piled in the joints OF chicken,
sprnkled on little salt, and spread on the upper
crust.
1T looks lumpy, and the crust don't look just like
guess it'll bake all right showing it into the luke
warm oven l think besides the; the chicken g pie I'll
and peach-puffs wonder. if could make
them like Miss Bcckys Well, there's nothing like
y4g@ @ and sfs basket G Of beautiful ooo aehe nd to
fitted into the library, where she spent futile but
most enjoyable hour mounted on step-ladder and
living into all manner OF books, but not cooking
guide did she find among them. Miss Becky and
Linda were far too competent in the culinary line
TO need such assistance,
was he cheOn -hOur VIII
Morton. having dispatched his assistants to their
homes for lunch, sroed pacdly up the path to the
sidc-porch, The dining room door, which opened
on the porch stood open, but the usual pleasant
feature OF neatly, spread table was not visible
BonnIbc came fitting in from the kitchen, hot
tcuslcd little figure, limp and crimson with heat
'th torn and sLrcaked apron, and evidently tears
and the consequent backwardncss OF the dinner
which she hoped would soon be ready. Harvey was
ravcnousy hungry. notwithst tanding which fact he
earnestly assured Bonnbc that it didn't make an
atom OF difference about dinner, and he did not III
the least, mind waiting an hour longer Slippins
assuagc bis hunger with plump deep-crimson Indian
peaches from the nearest tree. but to his dismay
found that they but served to sharpen his appetite
for more solid sustcuancc.
When he had reached he firmly believed. the
verge OF starvation, Bonnbcll mcrcifully called hin
TO dinner. which proved 10 be rather singular
looking meal The chicken pic was even more
umpy when cooked than raw; the crust, OF a dul
yellow hue, gave forth alkaline odor, and woulc
nave justified the old wtcism regarding tho qucs
ton as to whether it was pcggcd or sewed on
Certain II was however, that the contents OF the pic
having been placed therein in state were il
r much TIC condition still. but dried the out
= side 10 juicclcss strngfncss utterly prccludue
IS nastcation. As Bonubcl Ia trouble. hac
a nodded the biscuits out OF the surplus pie-dough
y they not great Improvement on that article
The potatoes. having been the FIRST vegetab
d cooked bad stood awaiting the other things, th
1t hearth, comfortably soaking in the water in whicl
ID they had been boiled and clammy auC
r, lukewarm The tomatoes. the other hand hav
IS ing been merely heated through. thin an,
~ watcry The succotash appeared have bcc
r cooked in spots. the being moderately wei
done. and the beans indlffcrentiy The peach
ii puffs in name only--littlc soggy humps o
at sticky dough, with slice of haf-cookcd peach il
hc centre OF each The coffee had simmercd itscl