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Show X Im getting old and careless.7 it'was not until her com- rany vas leavin" with tlre nost hearty and sinCer6 aSSUranCeS f their enjoy ment oi her hospitality, that she could surnmorTeverT the faintest smile to her entatJons This candid acknowledgment brought a sly smile to the faces around thetabl and to thoroughly eonvincelHeir go ei ! hostess of their' willingness to W JfclVe . AUNT MARTHAS MISTAKE. BY FRANK IJ. WELCH. - terribly-elongatedcountenan- -- all things Aunt s' Mdrlhaasv?-r- y f 4,. wid-- o sup-pose.tliatmach- spirit, presiding she was particularly precise, and especially in the supervision of the culinary department. The kind-hearte- yet d . se-e- re old soul kept after Matilda, the kitchen girl, with a relentless pe.rsist-- t vigilance which ncy and a hawk-eye- d often made the pooiygirl sigh for relief frojn her surveillance, for anythng that was done amiss had to be carefuln ly rehearsed tinder the direct super-isi.oAs a of her inspector-genera- l. PUT MACHINE OIL IN THE J9AUCE. result the culinary skill of Aunt Mtut-heame to-- be -- known and braggedof her they all started in on the pudding throughout her wide circle of friends and acquaintances; and when anybody wanted to speak in praise of anybody clses pies or puddings the invariable Most as good as Aunt erdict was: Marthas. One evening a small but select with a vim that bespoke a com panyafLA u iilAIa rthasf ri e ndswasJ n- i ited to take dinner with her, in celebration of her brothers birthday anniyer i.a ry, and she had given every' detail of the cooking thereof her personal attention. The soup, ihcat, etc., had all iceeived her approval Lefore being placed before her guests, but when it came to the dessert,, that she insisted upon preparing with her own hands. She made one of her famous cabinet puddings, as a treat for the occasion, and there wras general rejoicing among her guests over the prospect of insertd ing their teeth in the IT ... dainty. The pudding had been, passed ere it daw ned upon Aunt Martha that she had not made any sauce for, it. Such an. oyersight would have been almost inexcusable on the part of anyone else, and the dear old soul was fyouest enough to declare that the errorwas even worse for its commission bv herself. compelled to confess that in her haste much-vaunte- -- long-sufferi- ng Aund Marda, I didnt vas pud das boddle in der bandry, neider! Id vas knowledge of its qualities. The first taste had a queer effect on the wdiole company. Some droppcl their spoons and raised their napkins, some paused with perplexed faces, and others made a brave effort to go on with ha- - herthe pudding; Then-Ai- m art smelled,- - then glancing wildlyzaboutrrshe-criec- lr Land sakes! What is it? Do you find self tasted, then-sl- ie anything wrong w ith the pudding?" There was no concealing the fact that they did, but no one had the courage to make reply. ..Their looks vere enough, however, and without further inquiry Aunt Martha made a holt for the pantry, from whence a moment later came the J ; 1 agoniziiigexc'lama'tionrForeverrnore! if 1 haven't gone and put machine oil in the sauce instead of lemon extract! The variety' and intensity of expressions on tlie faces around Jhat table would z have furnished a funny cartoonist with inspiration sufficient to ID VAS YOUR OWN SELFS. your own selps. I dink you vas make a Jast a month. - Some tried to laugh and make light of the alfai but they were liddleon der knife Upon" thinking the matter over care- fully, Aunt Martha found Matilda was right, and she shouldered the whole blame," and wms further humikated by havjng to make due acknowledgment to theLgirlrAvho, IiTthe depth of her sense aton-thedeepe- f v forgatheriuvfuTmistake, and regarded tper the slightest allusion to it with severely silent disapproval. Chicago Saturday Evening Ilcrald. self-co- n J st self-estee- m, 4o-diver- every few moments with lam demnatory interjections and bitter wronged innocence, was saturating lier apron with tears. After fully jng for her in justice Aunt Martha left the kitchen to Matilda, with the assurance that sle would trust every thing to her in the future. The soothing hand of time gradually healed over the terrible wound to Aunt Marthas but she never Gf e came to forget it; but law! sharper-imd-yo- u: didnt vasTdcg id oud vet, ma- s 1 ine Aiint Marthas pudding sauce, see if they dont! When she had finished her lecture, and Martha had a chance, tli6 servant said, in her most correct and vigorous English: - previous those who had eaten the last of the chine oil sauce; seme looked sorry and sober and others looked positively ill. Then came a moan from the pantry which caused a general scramble in she had overlooked that important item, that"direction,Tand poor Aunt Martha hut springing to her feet she exclaimed: . was forth with her face in her dragged Wait a moment! Ill make sauce in a hands and her whole manner denoting jiffy', and darting into-thpantry she mental distress.' She was skirmished around forJiaxdly more than inconsolable and declared in the most a moment and reappeared with a look-o- decided way that she would never. be triumph in her eyes and a bowd of able to look any of them in the fa'ce sauce again. translucent, palatable-lookin- g . in her hands. went in the parlor and took They There! she said, as she proceeded Aunt Martha with them, and by all to help each dish generously,AT guess sorts -- -of schemes - tried u we will ftave sauce if Aunt Martha is a mind from the sauce question, ou little forgetful. I dcnlt see, for the life without avail. She would break cf ir:c, how ' scon as they ere all gone she lost no time in hunting up Matilda and giving her a very w arm and emphatic lecture upon the reprehensible practice of leav- ing bottles around where they did not My stars! she cried, belong. oil had been poison?- Twould bee used jmrtrt he same, and"' here wed had a lot of cold corpses on our hands! Its just a mercy of Divine Providence that it wasnt carbolic acid or some such deadly stuff. My land!" but Ill never hear the last of it. Itll travel from Jerusalem to Jericho, and theyll bey calling their machine oil 4 w o d brother's h o n s,oJ.o.l d.of whielrshe wasMhe v As ce. w ular hut In the affairs of her an(1 j t r v |