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A silent servant, bearing the due dose of fresh fuel, would have come gliding from a mysterious Beneath, restored the waning animation of the grate, and vanished noiselessly again. But this was beyond the range of Euphemia's possibilities. And so we are face to face with this problem of the scuttle again. At first she would feign there was no such thing as coal. It was too horrible.
A manuscript in the rough of Euphemia's, that I recently suppressed, was an absolutely scandalous example of this method of utilising one's acquaintances. Mrs.
There was the bed, with its fair white covering and its smooth, soft pillows; there were the easy-chairs, the pretty curtains, the neat and cheerful carpet, the bureau, with Euphemia's work-basket on it; there was the little table with the book that we had been reading together, turned face downward upon it; there were my slippers; there was "Come!" said Euphemia, "I can't bear to look in there.
By this time Pamela was sobbing aloud, and tears flowed down Miss Euphemia's cheeks, but Betty sprang to her feet with a little impatient stamp, crying, "Aunt, aunt, which of us shall go? Pamela, you are a gentle and charming nurse; shall it be you?" "I!" sighed Pamela; "oh, I would go to the world's end for Clarissa."
But after some time the Master of the House, turning suddenly to Euphemia's Husband, asked: "What has become of Jonas and Pomona?" "Here they are to answer for themselves!" cried the Daughter of the House, springing up, as John Gayther ushered into the garden the Next Neighbor, followed by Pomona and Jonas.
Tapp," she assured her. "Really, I think your husband is awfully amusing." Naturally disapproval was plainly enthroned upon Aunt Euphemia's countenance when she saw her niece aiding in the entertainment of the guests at the Tapp lawn fete. The Lady from Poughkeepsie had come with the Perritons because, as she admitted, the candy manufacturer's family must be placated to a degree.
I handed him the dollar and went away, perfectly satisfied with my reputation. I wish here to make some mention of Euphemia's methods of work in her chicken-yard. She kept a book, which she at first called her "Fowl Record," but she afterward changed the name to "Poultry Register." I never could thoroughly understand this book, although she has often explained every part of it to me.
Conroth, woman," corrected the lady tartly. Betty scowled and went away, muttering: "Who's a 'woman, I want to know? I ain't one no more'n she is," and it can be set down in the log that the "able seaman" began by being no friend of Aunt Euphemia's. It was with a sinking at her heart that Louise heard of her aunt's arrival.
I called Euphemia's attention to the fact. She was thunderstruck. "I never thought of that," she said. "We shall have to give up the stove." "Not at all," said I, "we can't do that. We must give up the easy-chair." "Oh, that would be too bad," said she. "The house would seem like nothing to me without the chair!" "But we must do without it, my dear," said I, "at least for a while.
And her vivid recollection of the personal adornments of Tod at such times brought a smile to her lips. She made herself very comfortable in her corner, and, exerting herself to her utmost to alleviate Euphemia's sufferings, succeeded so-far that the girl forgot everything else but her enjoyment of her friend's caustic speeches and satirical little jokes.
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