The Ogden standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1902-1910, 1910-02-26

bonnioelIs, with good-natuTcd smile on her face
9ut 9 S"d acne IN her heart while the httc butterfly
hitted about helping Uncle Phil 10 Ea;hcr apples
trees on the lawn.
:. 0etober found Bonnibell sull at the farm Her
iatner wrote her that II she enjoying herself
and his old friends willing to put up with her
Tor an additional month 80. notnng would be
more satisfactory TO HIM than to have her remain =
while longer, as he had important work on hand
which would take him away from home The propo-
Bonnlbcll stayed on
Ono brilliant October day all russell and ruby
Uncle Phil and Aunt Becky drove off to town with
light the heart OF an cpicurc. Barrels of bouncing
hery,red Ben Davis apples served for ballast among
which were slowed boxes OF late, ful-ripcned pears
golden and sweet; crates OF purple. wine-sccnted
grapes, and various-szcd baskets of bloomy blue
damson plqms. little green ghcrkins and round bell
peppers. Purple-rcd picking cabbagcs found cor
nets to pack into here and there and creamy sweet
potato pumpkins filled all other available space
b9nnioell watched them down the smooth white
road waving misty bit OF linen and lace after them
and smiling cheery as they disappeared around the
corner, then went back to the shade of the old
began to feel lonely. Harvey who had promised
to superntend the cider-making was up III the
orchard beyond the barn with the men, and as the
next pest companion to turn to, Bonnbell trippcd
upstairs in search of Linda To her dsmay. She
found her lying upon her bed, pale as death the
shades lowered to keep the sunlight, and wet
towel over her forehead
~, The most frightful sick headache" she explained
1T 1T Just came on as they were leaving, and didn't
worse all the time"
-, "0h, h1 What shall do7 What shall do'" walled
her hands; Shall l run for Harvcy?"
LINDA smiled in the midst of her misery "Hc
coudn help me-" said she. there is nothing 10 be
done but to lie here in the dark until it wears away
You needn't worry Bonnie, it isn't dangerous; but
I'm afraid you'll have to manage the dinner by your
self; there's no one else, and you and Harvey must
eat; you know. Do you think you can do it7'
Yea. indeed" ayerred Bonnibell stoutly; I'm
sure can do everything, and you mustn't make your
ling Of 81, I
we TO have chicken pic" said Linda tho
chicken is all dressed and cut up in the pantry.
ready to cook, and you'll find the vegetables and
things there too"
IAN right" sad Bonnibell. chceriuly, "In get up
inc dinner You Just go to sleep and get we'll"
and paattng up Linda's pillow and shaking her towel
to make 1t cooler, she laid it the aching brow
placed fan within reach and trppcd mcrrily down
stars and out into the clean, cool kitchen
Now I'll have to make FIRE in that great stove"
said she wrinkling her in disgust, call because
Uncle Phil and Aunt Becky are afraid to use gaso
She managed to get her fire kndlcd, not without
blaSskenmg S her pretty hand and damaging her apron
the chicken pie first" she decided, taking down the
wooden tray. "and get it out of the way"
Having mixed her -four with part of sour
milk and three parts of water the rest OF the milk
being neonveniently down i'll the spring house add
ing plenty of soda, but forgetting the traing in
grcdient of shortening she rolled it out lined her pan
neatly, and pIcd IN the joints of chicken
sprnklcd on little salt, and spread on the upper
crust
Linda she medItated; eyeing it doubtiug but
guess it'll bake all right" showing it into the luke
warm oven Il think, besides tho chicken pie I'll
have suceotash stewed tomatoes plain boiled potatoes
them like Miss Beckys Well. there's nothing Ike
trying, and here's basket of beautiful peaches. to
start with, Maybe 1 can find cook book" and she
fitted into the library where she spent futile but
most enjoyable hour mounted a step-ladder and
d living into all manner of books, but a cooking
guide did she hnd among them. Miss Becky and
Linda were far too competent in the culinary line
to need such assistance
1t the usual luncheon-hour when Harvey
Morton. having dispatched his assistants to their
homes for lunch, str!ocd pacdly up the path tho
side-porch. The dining room door. which opened
on the porch, stood OPEN but the usual pleasant
feature of neatly spread table was not visible
Bonnibcll came fitting in from the kitchen, hot,
touslcd little figure, limp and crimson with heat.
with torn and stIcaked apron, and evidently tears
not lar away She explained Lndas ndisposition
and the consequent backwardncss OF the dinner
which she hoped would soon be ready Harvey was
ravenously hungry notwithstanding which fact he
earnestly assured Bonnibell that it didn't make an
atom of difference about dinner. and he did in
the least mind waiting hour longer Slipping
around the corner OF the house, he attempted to
assuage his hunger with plump. dccp-crmson Indian
peaches from the nearest tree, but to his dismay
found that they but served to sharpen his appetite
for solid sustenance
When he had reached. as he firmly believed the
verge of starvation, Bonnibell mcrcully called him
to dinner, which proved TO be rather singular
lumpy when cooked than raw; the crust, oi dull
yellow hue. gave forth an alkaline odor. and would
have justified the old witticism regarding the quos-
ton as to whether it pcggcd sewcd on.
Certain 1t however that the contents OF the pic
having been placed therein IN a state. in
much the same condition still but dried on the out
side to Juicclcss stringincsS utterly prccluding
mastication As Bonnbell to trouble had
nodded the biscuits ont of the surplus pe.dough,
they were not great Improvement on that article.
The potatoes. having been the first vegetable
cooked, had stood awaiting the other things on the
hearth, comfortably soaking in the water in which
they had been boiled, and clammy and
lukewarm. The tomatoes, the other hand. hav-
ing been merely heated through. were thin and
watery. The succotash appeared to have been
cooked in spots. the being. moderately we'll
done, and the beans ndiiferently The peach
pufs were so in name ony-liitle sogGy Jumps OF
sticky dough. with a slice OF half-cooi;cd peach in
the centre OF each The coffee had sInmctcd itself
into black fluid from which the aroma had sailed
off and cvaporatcd in tnc atmosphere.
Bonnibell. having up to If Linda wanted