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Show IP'fjl mgroencs Ijj I hi pome I Sj A House but Not a Home. l j: Bj ' She Is a perfect housekeeper. Prom 'j ! 'fl KaTret to cellar her houBe which Is on I , jj fl the north bench la In perfect order not I1 " i V fl on ono day of l,,e week, nor on two, but ' IU W on all of the Beven. Her husband Is a -well -to -do man, but she keeps no oer-llfl oer-llfl vanU She srweeps, dustF, cooks, washes, 't tfl an iro"8- o maid would nearch o jOfl diligently for dust; no cook would keop 1 ( hH 1,er nantry naf 90 spotless; and no 'Jiffl laundry or laundress has, a.? yet real-, real-, ''!fl ized one-tenth of her Ideals of washing; ( ' 1 1 'HfiH rtnd EO sn0 does? Jt al, herself and' Blorlos ' 3 KSB ln the dolnt-of lu ' 'liH Herself, 1 eakl, but she has one assist -' ' liS ant ncr daughter- Five years apo ehe - i fill was ft nrett" ,,tt,c thins, ordinarily ' llfl bright and full of life; now she Is a 1 ' Ijfl broken-spirited little drudge, faded and j jfl old, long before her time. Her mother tffl nas sacrificed the girl's education, and I 11 ftfl girlhood, and the Joy and gaycty of her t 'j H youth In onler that she may add to her I ,'; IB fame aa a "perfect housekeeper." ' Ui III Certainly she has earned the title. Her ' Tvlfl house may not be cheerful or Inviting; 1 ijlTH it may not be a place where one would I? IB wish to stay, but It Is perfectly kept. , j B The family may enjoy but little of her i (1 fl fwlcty, but their linen Is faultlessly jj j fl laundered. They may not be allowed to 'I 18 take books or papers out of their places 1 1 fl In the sitting-room, or move chairs Into ,i ; ;M more desirable positions, but they may , 1 fl gane with more or less appreciation at , fl the Immaculate neatness of that and 1 fl cverj' other room. Her daughter may ' V B not be happy, but she Is assisting ln the . fl great work, i J fl This poor misguided womanl She de-' de-' i ' H votes all her time, and thought, and en-!j en-!j , fl frgy to the keeping of her houee, hut, 'fl does not make It comfortable. She for-J for-J - Mi W gets that houses were made for men, not 1 ' fl n,on for houoes. She forgets that "the I , 'I fl life la more than the meat and the body '4tjB more than the raiment." and because , r.fjffi hc does, all her labor goes for naught, ' i Rnt er nouso 's not a homo, jj! fl From Virginia, rf 11 Sllk was a fluiet' Procla; little South-Im South-Im fflf 01 11 woma,1 whose knowledge of cur- dffll ,cnt slang was limited. One day she H Ml was 'ntcrvlew'n a 'nan who was to reel re-el F Hi paint the radiators In her house on If HI Brlgham street. He had brought with tf fll him rarae sample colors, but none of ' Nil HI them suited her. Finally, he suggested ' $11 nil rn'xturo f k-wo shades which, he " fH paid, would produce a very satisfactory I) 191 result. IE i "But how would It look?" she said, af- ' jj iil ter they had discussed the subject for & fa some time. "Can't you show mo?" h w "Arc you from Missouri?" said ' the i jo iainter Impolitely, his patience at an I 1 The little womaiv looked surprised at H 9 this turn of the conversation, but an- f fl swered ver" graciously, irU'hy no. My 1 1 1 Hi husband comes from Missouri, but I am I ' J from Virginia." 4 l j Then, to her astonishment, the painter I fl laughed why, she had no Idea. Her 1 daughter has since attempted to explain i n the joko and excuse the man's hilarity, j i, H but as yot she sees nothing funny in her r J 1 re-mark, or any reason for "that man's 1 , 1 j , rudeness." . jf j "Out of the- Mouths of Babes." 1 f j ""Then you really think," he said, his B brown eyes serious, and his little face 5 intent, "that the salt will catch them?" I & 1 "Certainly." said I, smiling down at , I'M lllm; "Just sprinkle a little on their tails j t Jj j aiuMhey are yours." It was late next day Just after his Jj j na7 when I saw him agnln. His eyes fH were thoughtful, and he leaned a ! i inl rumpled brown head on a grimy little : jj hand, i :! HI "Well, Phillip, what luck, did you , , . jj have with the birds?" I said, by way of i , f greeting. '! ! Jfi "Didn't catch any," he answered, ill briefly, i ! H "No?" said I. j HI "No," he repeated. "Right after ' ' lU breakfast I took a salt cellar and went I "' nlll out on tnG lawn aml waited for them. I flll Lots came and I chased them, but they i j W& "w-ere too quick. Then I climbed up on , jH the stone wall and tried to put salt on ' OlIiH their tails as they flew by." ! uj "How did that work?" I questioned. . i f H "I 'most caught one," he said, opening liffl llls eyes wlde and lowering his voice ' LiiiH Impressively. "He was an eagle, I guess, ' iil IK 'cause he was awfully big, but I reached ' i hH to fftr ovcr t0 sPrlnlc the salt on him I, , 0 V and I fell off the wall. That's how I ' i 111 lld tnls " I 1 -A-nd he rolled down his stocking to 1 ( RjH show me a much-skinned little knee. ' ' 111 ill "Oh. It didn't hurt much," he said, j HW' manfully, to silence my expressions of , 3n sympathy. SljlH "Did you try any more?" I asked, j 'm'lA "No; mother called me to lunch then. 1 ' j tin and afterward I had to take my nap." i 'Mm -Again he lapsed into thoughtfulnoss. j iHW "I guess It's getting the salt on their M )fnm taIls lnat' hard," he Anally said. ' ii W TRADDL.ES PATTERSON. |