The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1915-06-25

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Emma" as the girl appeared, you
may bring in that grape jelly
In few moments she came IN with
a cleaning, quivering mold.
why, you've opened fresh glass!
meant the one we had last night
There wasn't more'n spoonful
left, ma'am.'
That's the second time she's done
that" declared Helen in low-volced
indignation when the door swung to
after her. "Why, We hardly touched
that jelly last night"
'If she likes sweets, SO much the
better. That means nonalcohollc
taste, and she'll let the wine alone.
But the grapefruit-she has half a
grapefruit every morning, just the
same as we have. Three always last
ed us for three mornings-now have
to get three every other day"
ooh, WELL" shrugged Warren, "as
long as she does her work-guess we
can afford to give her what she wants
to eat"
"Of course" flushing, you know |
always want the girl to have good,
nourishing-"
Here Emma came in for the salad
bowl. and Helen began talking hur.
riedly about something else.
She had engaged this girl through
an agency the day after they landed
Just week ago. In that time Emma
had cleaned the whole apartment,
washed the woodwork and oiled the
floors. She was both fast and capa-
BILE; yet she had an assertive air that
Helen found very irritating.
No other girl had ever expected
grapefruit every morning, and as this
was something Helen did not like to
speak of, it ranked all the more.
Though she did not bring it up
again, Helen keenly resented War
ren's attitude, for it made her seem
penurious about the girls food. She
knew that she was much more gener
GUS with her maid than we're most
women. Her own mother was moi
half so lenient. and Carrie locked VI
everything.
1t was after eight when Emma, hav
ing finished her dishes, appeared a
the library door.
Mrs. Curtis, do you mind if | g
out for little while?"
Helen looked up from her SEWN!
with brief, Very we'll"
Where's that draft coming from?
demanded Warren little later, scow
ing over his paper at the windows.
mo, they're all down in here
must be from the dining room. Wait
dear, I'll See"
It was the kitchen window tina
Was up, and the pantry door opeI
arning on the light, Helen put dow
window, and then glanced around
Everything had been left in spo
4 less order. Emma had washed OF
all the tea towels, and even put
fresh hand towel on the roller.
Helen looked into the ice box
was clean and understanding. An
the girl was certainly saving. Their
was the bit of spinach left from dill
ner and spoonful Of mashed pot;
toes. But where was the Jelly?
With increasing indignation, Hele
searched through the ice box an
pantry. She had noticed particular
that over half the glass had bee
left.
And they had SO little jelly, onl
what was left over from last yea
for they had been away all fall ar
it was now too late for any fruit.
Dragging forward the stepladdt
chair, Helen climbed up to the jel
shelf. There were only nine glasst
of currant and fourteen of grape.
the girl was so inordinately fond
jelly, might she not occasionally ope
q glass for herself?
Over the refrigerator was glas
doored cupboard that could be locke
In a flash Helen decided that was Il
place for the jelly
Even those high shelves had bet
freshly washed and lined with pape
but just now this evidence of Emma
industry failed to impress her.
Hello, what in blazes are "
doing up there?" Warren, his han
in his pockets, stood at the pant
door, staring at her
I'm putting this jelly where
can lock it up steadying herself I
the stepladder. There wasn't
spoonful left of that glass We had
dinner It's outrageous! | new
heard of a girl having the presum
ton to eat jelly like that
Look t, there-youll fall!
rather pay ior q few glasses of iel