The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1914-12-19

ed eventually to fill the departed Sa-
rah's place, for the custom prevailed
In Clifton when a man was, In the
wisdom of Providence, bereaved, to
hun out some widow respected by the
community to undertake the duties of
h~ousekeeper. and generally, after a de-
cent period of mourning, the twain be-
came one.
IF Serena makes up her mind toi
have Peter he'll have to give In" phi
losophized Mrs. Plat. SIZES aiteadyl
married two that didn't in the least
want her. She's comfortably off, too,
and don't need 70 leave her home. I
wouldn't be so set against 1t IL I
didn't know twas her that interfered
between him and Floretta Young
more'n twenty years ago. Peter up
and married Sarah out of pure spite.
and Floretta took that good for roth
ing Cy Blakey. II ever two people
were cut g. for one another, Peter
and Floretta were. Well, as he's held
out against Serena for over a year he
may escape for good. III not worry
any more"
But she did. The chance and appar-
emily careless remarks that Serena let
fall, as If an understanding existed be-
tween herself and Peter Judd, fretted
Emeline's spirit. In the depths Of her
honest soul she believed that Peter
was a regular caller at the Lamb home.
She waited for the announcement Of
Serena's engagement as for q blow that
was sure to fall.
Still, when 1t came she was not pre-
pared for it. One afternoon she had
just taken her accustomed seat on the
porch when the gate opened, and Mrs.
Lamb swept up the path with an un-
usual air of Importance.
Land, amt it hot,' she exclaimed.
"Such a muss as I've got intoy' care.
fully arranging the folds Of her new
organdie skirt before sitting down.
Her tone rang with triumph. Mrs.
Platt felt the change in the atmos-
phere, and all her world darkened.
There's all that house Of Peters to
be gone over this hot weather. Not a
mite of cleaning since Sarah died. Such
a looking place! And it must be all rid
up by the middle of September. l just
ran in to ask if your paint and white
wash brushes were in good order. Pc
ter said as how you mentioned having
a supply of 'em when you offered to
keep house for him months ago. My,
how red your face is, Emeline! You
hadn't ought to wear pink. Now, If I
do say it. I've a complexion that1l
stand any color"
Il didn't exactly Offer stammered
Mrs. Plat. tears Of mortiicatioD
smarting her eyes.
"Oh, well, it is all past and done
WITH" interrupted Serena airily. "r
just had to give in. He wouldn't take
a no. Well. if you'll lend the brushes
I'll be goin'."
Armed with the brushes, Serena de-
parted, every movement of the organ,
die %proclaiming victory.
In the days that followed Mrs. Plat
gave much time to sitting on the front
porch watching her friends progress
in the house cleaning line. Serena call
ed seldom now, and the time passed
slowly.
One afternoon as Mrs. Plat was set4
ting her table Tor tea she was sur
prised by a call from Peter Judd.
Coming to invite me to the we'd
ding she surmised as he sauntered
up the path. well. If it's foreor.
dained he should marry Serena I'll not
Io anffof..l nhaxff - CIT dawn nnd
have a cup of tea. Peter" she urged
cutting a great, fat, shaking, fouJ
stored jelly cake into generous slices. /,
Peter Judd. a large man with a
pleasant, fiorid face, seated himself
and absorbed tea and cake with much
satisfaction.
"You always were a master hand at
81 never saw your beat. l want that
you should do a little baking for me-
Could your
do some baking for you?" she gasp4
ed. For the lands sakes! When?"
Peter reached for another piece OF
cake. For the next Tuesday and the
balance of the week."
The wedding was to take place Tues
Jay, Inen. Euellue ) NOriu WAS d teul-
porary blank. Serena wouldn't like
it," she faltered.
what il she don't?' exploded Mr..
Judd. "She can't cook. And l want
something decent in the house when
| get back from Minooka."
Back from Minookay' Emeline ask
ed in a dazed fashion. Are you going
away?"
"Why, Of course! Going to Minooks
to get married. Don't you know tina
Floretta lives there?'
"Floretta. Are you-is She
Her mans dead, if that's wha
you're trying to get at. Drank himsel
to death, 1 reckon. l thought yol
knew all along"
Mrs. Plat poured more tea with
shaking hand. A sudden burst Of SUI
shine illuminated her world. doe
Mis- Lamb known
Not She" returned Peter, beginnin