The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-12-19
Juliana In Service
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not had time to achieve the pompa-
dour that morning, save in a modified
form, and her rather delicate beauty,
which was not, strictly speaking,
beauty at all, but the charm of very
fair skin and expressive eyes, was I'M
disguised. She was getting ready to
make cake, but with his eyes on her
she found herself doing all sorts of ir
relevant and unnecessary things.
You won't need that. will you?" he
inquired helpfully as she lifted down
the potato masher. Il WISH" she
said, turning to him, her eyes very
dark and determined, that you would
go away. l am not used to being
watched at my work, l could do bet
ter .. s&>'
You are doing we'll enough" he
said soothingly. Never forget that if
everybody devoted four hours"
Have you done your four hours"
sharply.
He looked at her little while be-
fore he answered.; in fact, he had
rather the effect of being too absorbed
in looking at her to speak Then he
said: mo, am going to begin now"
Then go and begin"
But that is what l am here for"
He looked after her as she turned in
dignantly away. Why do you try to
do everything at once?" he asked.
Now, if you would sit down here a
minute and let me speak to you" He
pulled a chair forward, but Juliana, in
stead of taking it, seized the cake
board and gazed at him angrily across
it.
Il shall be greatly obliged if you
will 60 away" she said. You are
simply hindering ME. Your work in
the kitchen doesn't amount to any
thing and / don't believe that your
socialist doctrines prescribe any time
spent in trying to fiirt with the cook. "
"Oh, Juliana! How crude!" he sigh
! ed, his eyes dancing. Then he added
softly, II am not trying to f1irt with
the cook. The cook has went, you
know" He sat a minute longer watch
ing the fiuttering hands and the tip of
little red ear. Then he went across
to where she was busily pretending to
| ignore him. You think | am not in
earnest" he said, but l am. l should
like very much to marry you, Julia,
| If you would have me-"
Juliana dropped her spoon and the
| -four sitter and the egg beaten, all of
which she was holding without any
idea of how she had intended to use
them. .sr-.-
Unless you go away l am going,
| she announced.
He stood looking at her, amusement,
admiration and other things she did
not stop to anaiyze, in his gaze. You
have much sweet unreasonableness
Juliana,'' he said and then with an
other look he went away.
Christmas tomorrow wrote JUL
ana few days later, and l am still
| here. l told Mrs. Wentworth that
must go and she unbent sufficiently to
implore me to stay just over Christ
was. Mr.. Wentworth comes tomor-
row. He was delayed somewhere on
business. Mrs. Farnsworth spent the
morning trying to make me tell
where live, but was firm. intend
that they shall never know" q.
Juliana had her morning undis
turbed. Mrs. Wentworth succeeded
in keeping her brother employed until
she triumphantly landed him in the
carriage to accompany her and his
small nephew TO the station. Juliana
got her Christmas dinner ready to the
last detail, taking the greatest pains
At least Mrs. Wentworth should rea
lize what a good cook she had lost
Then she ran upstairs to dress. She
got out tailored linen bought for
an emergency and did her hair in the
broad gold brown braids that in their
simplicity added piQuancy to the dain'
I ty charm of her face Then she
pulled it all down again and piled il
UP into the tremendous pompadour
! she had effected since going out to
service, and she put away the hand
some gown and donned one which
rlantjfY1lly adnrnod With loao ho5