Middletown transcript., 1911-02-18

som wandered leisurely out OF
the village and strolled down q
grass ,fringed lane Here, two
little white frame houses perked
Oh, one on each side Of the hne,
and between the two o young
woman with hazel eyes and q
dimpled chin stood one morning,
looking from one to the other
with q puzzled frown.
Now, why on earth didn't that
absent. minded old brother OF
mine tell me which side of the
lane his house was on she ask
ed vainly, of a little brown robin
on the fence. Mighty easy to
say q white frame house in an
orchard just outside of Bean Bios.
som, but here are two white frame
houses orchards just outside
OF Bean Blossom, and the proba.
bility is that Tom does not live
in both of them. Well, | can but
'turn to the right as tia law di:;
rects, and take the chances! This
gate, fastened with 0 peg, LOCI s
like Toms handiwOrk, and that
curtain at the window, with q
great rip in it looks as if belong
ed to some poor neglected man
without d wife-it's Tom 5 house,
sure; / see a great long crooked
pipe in the window. Door open
and held by q fat.iron; that's
another Of Tom s ear marks. And
I'd know his sitting room in q
thousand; rugs all kicked up,
chairs everywhere but where
they ought to be; gun standing
In q corner to be knocked down
easily; dust on everything. Oh,
it's Toms house all right, but
where is hef / must explore.
The young lady removed a to-
bacco. box from Q small table,
busted little place of carefully,
and deftly deposited her hat and
gloves in the clean spot. Then
she went into the next room,
which appeared 10 make some
pretensions to being a kitchen.
Her hands few up in dismay. If
I hadn't known it was Toms
house before, I would now, was
her verdict, by the mess. That
store hasn't been BACKED for q
month; and covered with pans
and kettles; the coffee.pot is all
streaked where the coffee's been
allowed to boil Overcome DfTom s
old tricks. Been cooking rice in
an iron pot and beans in a porce.
lain dish, and the poor, misguid
ed man has been trying to fry
corn cakes Look. lat the pieces
left-Oh, what specimens. tough
as leather and burned black and
bitter; a wonder he's alive now.
It's . mighty good thing for you,
Mr.. Tom Hutton, that got here
in time to save your life. Ill
show you what good housekeep-
ing is directly. But where in
common sense are you :?
She opened the back door and
looked out. Just beyond the
door,yard was the orchard, deep,
cool and shady. One of the long
green. aisles appeared to termi-
nate In an open square, and in the
square she could SEE big straw
hat peering here and there in con.
junction with something like q
hoe.h8ndle.
He's hoeing turnips, the young
lady settled the matter in her
mind, and calmly returned to the
battle-ground Of the kitchen with
q resolute air. It's eleven o'clock
now, she announced TO herself,
consulting a little round clock on
the shelf, and I've got to do some
hustling myself to get this kitchen
in any kind of order and get up a
decent meal for that mortal. It'll
make him open his eyes-to find q
dinner ready for him that a mod
erately healthy ostrich could eat
with safety.
Columbus, it's hot! Hottest
day we've had I!
Ronald Fenley propped his el.
bow on his hoe handle, and gazed
about him at numerous flourish.
ing bean plants. Another half
hourll finish the job, but I'm
getting hungry enough to eat
nails; that break fast of mine didn't
seem to 60 to the right spot, some.
how. Don't see how it is, little
bit Of woman can spin round
two or three times, juggle with
some -four and an egg or two and
. few little things, and give you
d breakfast that makes you feel
10 good q pie, till you get hun
CRY again, and q big gswk of a
man can work at it like q tinker
and not have anything tit to eat
then. Most OF 'em couldn't make