The Prescott daily news., 1910-05-12
Playing "Lady Come -to-See"


 sponse to which the caller received Q cordial invitation to enter.
 The caller wore a very large and uncomfortable black hat, which showed an exasperating desire to eci'pse It's wearer completely. and a voluminous black silk skirt. some of winch was gathered up in one small mana, the rest being occupied in wrap ping itself about the feet that an peared occasionally from under their cioud or drapery The caller held her daughter informally under her left arm
 How do you do Mrs. Martin?" said the caller in a very high-ptched rehned voice. I'm Mrs. Peanut. I'm playing lady-come-tosee. This is my daughter, Rosalie Arabella Peanut. brought her to call on you"
 I'm very glad to see you both," said the hostess. Wont you come ir and take off your hat?"
 Mrs. Peanut looked shocked. "Oh, no, l couldn't do that" she said That wouldn't be etiquette. We're making calls. you know, and when you make calls you never take off your hat. You just go in and sit down a minute and then you say; o, must go I've been here such a long tine."
 T wouldn't think of urging it, then" apologized Mrs. Martin. But hope you will take a chair and sit down at least for a few minutes.'
 Yes, I'll do that" said Mrs. Peanut. gathering up her skirt and stumbling to a chair.
 She laid Rosalie Arabella down on the floor while she arranged her dra- peries. When she was settled to her own satisfaction, she picked up the blonde infant and set her upon the maternal knee.
 What beautiful hair you daughter has, said the hostess presently; "but isn't it rather strange that she should have such light hair when yours is so dark?"
 Mrs. Peanut smoothed the pale crown with an affectionate hand. Tt is funny" she said But then she caught her hair from her aunt"
 Oh" said Mrs. Martin, with slight gulp. I'm sure it's very pretty any. way. She's charming child"
 "Yes'm. she is all of that" agreed Mrs. Peanut.
 ;,,, ril at the touch of slang. but hastily smoothed out her brow, fearing that even this tacit criticism might over step the bounds of etiquette.
 She's awfully unhealt'''" confided Mrs. Peanut She's sick 50 much of the time that I don't thin, I'll ever raise her. All my children l; Q sickly," she continued with pardc" ble pride. They catch everything Quite a few of them are sick with scarlet fever now"
 Dear, dear." said Mrs Martin in a distressed tone. q should consider 1t quite calamity If even one child of mine were i'll with scarlet fever, and you speak as though you had sev- eral."
 "I have ten," responded Mrs. Pea nut triumphantly, and they're all lying in a row just as red as beets."
 Mrs. Martin rose and took from the table a box of dainty waters, Do have a wafer" she urged. "I think a mother with so much on her mind as you have needs some refreshment."
 Mrs. Peanut helped herself daintily Let's pretend we're having tea she suggested. That will be like a grown-up peoples call"
 "Yes, let's do that" agreed Mrs Martin. And if the children aren't too sick. you'd better take the rest of the wafers home to them"
 "Oh, all my children aren't sick" said Mrs. Peanut. as she took another wafer and held it to Rosalie's rosebud lips for a moment. Then she trans ferred it to her own. You know I've got twenty-five of 'em.
 Mrs. Martin gasped "Twenty-five! she calculated. Why, that seems like a very large family
 It's the largest l ever knew, said Mrs. Peanut. complacently. But some of them are very little. They came out of my last birthday cake.
 moment later the caller scrambled down from her chair and tucked Rosalie under her arm again.
 q must be going she said. MT peanutll be getting uneasy about me. I left him at home to take care Of the children. He's out of work just now,
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