liOORE’S  RURAL  NEW-YORKER. 
IDYL  OF  SPRING. 
O’ER  the  earth  the  Spriturtime,  smilingr. 
Scattering- leaves  and  flowers  along, 
S-weeps  her  harp  of  vibrant  branches. 
And  the  earth  breaks  forth  in  song ; 
Bhie  tlie  wild  flower  clothes  the  hUlside, 
Green  the  ivy’s  trailing  vino 
Drapes  the  rooks  in  graceful  festoons, 
.Sunshine  gilds  the  somber  pine. 
In  the  icy  steps  of  ■Winter, 
Ferns  and  flowers  .irc  gay  and  green ; 
O'er  the  sti'eaio.  freed  from  Its  bondage. 
Budding  willows  wave  and  loan ; 
Now  the  blackbird  and  the  p-wallow. 
Glad-voiced  darlings  of  tlie  Spring, 
Fill  the  air  -with  pleiisant  twitter, 
Tbcir  sweet  mother  welcoming. 
®|c 
NELLIE  HARTWELL’S  HOUSEKEEPING. 
“  Mt  rteurnst  Nollle  1” 
“  Dear  Horace !” 
“  And  you  will  be  content  to  take  me  as  I  am— 
a  poor  clerk,  wirii  only  seven  Inindred  n  year? 
Will  you  be  happy  to  pass  life  with  me  in  a  small 
house,  and  attend  to  the  domestic  affairs  your¬ 
self?" 
“Yes,  Horace.” 
“  But,  have  you  considered,  my  best  beloved, 
how  great  n  burden  this  may  sometimes  be  ?” 
“Abimlenl  o,  Horace,  as  If  anything  that  I 
could  do  for  you  would  he  a  burden  1  A  sweet  lit¬ 
tle  vlue-wrefttbed  cottage  will  be  dcllgbtful.  A 
cozy  house  all  to  ourselves,  and  no  prying  house¬ 
maids  to  spy  Into  evei  y  tiling  we  do,  and  praU'  of 
our  faults  and  fallings  to  The  whole,  neighbor¬ 
hood  !’’ 
“And  no  burnt  steak  and  black  coffeo !  Doubly 
delicious  the  ii  inbro.slal  nectar  tliat  your  lily  haiuU 
shall  prepare,  my  day-star,  my  wife— that  Is  to 
be.” 
Immediately  upon  this  followed  a  concussion 
which  made  tlie  windows  clatter  as  In  the  breat  h 
of  a  tempest;  and,  from  what  little  oxperlenco 
%ve  have  had  In  such  iiromlses,  we  must  venture 
to  afQrm  that,  he  kissed  her— which  of  course  seal¬ 
ed  the  compact. 
Horace  Hartwell  was  a  line-looking  young  fel¬ 
low  of  twenty-three— a  clerk  in  the  jobiiing-hou.se 
of  Marlin  a.  Turner;  and  Nellie  Armstead  wins 
the  daughter  of  a  man  who,  though  by  no  means 
wealthy,  hud  a  wonderful  talent  for  appearing  so. 
In  this  laudable  endeavor  he  wa-s  aided  by  his 
wife- a  handsome,  sbowy  woinau,  who  brought 
her  daughter  up  to  ornamont  the  parlor,  to  the 
utter  utter  exclusion  of  the  kitchen.  Therefore, 
Nellie  was  well  qualified  by  education  to  become 
the  lul.strcKs  of  a  liouse,  and  the  regulator  of  Its 
domc-itlc  affairs. 
Horace  HartwelJ  hud  fullen  In  lovo  wll.li  ber 
pretty  face  at  a  picnic;  and.  on  obtaining  an  la- 
trodU'-tlou,  the  InfaluatJon  had  laereased.  until 
became  to  the conelubum  that  he  could  not  live 
without  her;  iind  Nelllo  was  linnly  convinced 
that  she  sbo  lid  pino  away  and  die  If  separated 
from  Honwm.  And  having  succeeded  Jti  convinc¬ 
ing  Mrs.  Hartwell  of  Mils  fuel,  that  lady  Informed 
her  imsbttud,  and  the  good  man  had  nothing  to 
do  but  coitsent  to  the  marriage  wlii<;h  was  to  bo 
the  lueans  of  saving  two  valuable  lives. 
One  line,  surisbluy  morulng  in  May,  Horace  and 
Nellie  stood  beture  the  clergyman,  ami  after  tbat 
people  culled  Nellie  Mrs.  Hartwell,  and  congratu¬ 
lated  her  on  the  Impplness  which  was  wlUiln  her 
reach. 
The  young  couple  took  up  their  residence  In  a 
neat,  one-story  house  a  little  removed  from  the 
bustle  of  the  city,  and  easy  of  acce.ss  from  the 
store  whore  Horace  was  employed.  Amt  Ueio 
they  Ilrst  came  to  realize  that  Longfellow  was 
not  far  iroiii  the  truth,  wlieii  he  said, 
"  Life  1h  real,  life  ia  earueat." 
Their  house  was  cimitortubly.  If  not  luxurlou.sIy 
furnished,  and  an  ample  stock  of  the  good  thiag.-s 
of  life  was  laid  In  Tor  Nellie  to  exerelao  her  skill 
upon  as  a  rulsinii^r. 
When  everything  was  put  to  rights,  and  Horace 
had  gone  to  Ids  iikiec  of  hitslness,  leaving  many  a 
lover-llke  kiss  on  t  he  white  forehead  of  Ids  wife 
together  with  the  InUmatlun  that  he  would  e.x- 
pect  diiiuer  at  three  o'clock,  Nellie  con.sulted  her 
watch,  and  lound  that  she  hail  full  four  hours  In 
whlcli  Ui  prepare  that  importaut  meal.  .She  would 
di'css  before  she  commenced  doing  anyt  hing  ahout 
the  kltehen,  She  thought;  sliohad  reail  so  muoU 
of  uuUdy  lio'isekcepers,  tt  never  should  be  said 
she  went  rouuu  tbe  liou.so  in  siqi-shod  shoes  or 
dingy  wrapiiei’s.  G,  no,  housework  should  never 
make  a  sloven  of  her. 
So  Nellie  went  up  to  hei’  chamber,  urrangiid  lier 
hair  In  becoioDig  ringlets,  donned  a  pretty  white 
cashmere  pctywiir  over  an  embroidered  skirt,  and 
with  black  velvet  bracelets  on  her  arms  and  a 
blusb  rose  In  Us  own  sweet  buds  and  lolugo  on 
her  bosom,  It  must  be  confessed  that  little  Nellie 
looked  pjetty  enough  to  ehallengo  anybody’s  ad¬ 
miration. 
“  Lot  me  see,”  i|uoth  she,  meditailug,  “  what 
shall  I  have  for  dinner  7  Horace  Is  loud  of  broiled 
steak ;  I’ve  heard  him  say  so.  And  pudding ;  yea, 
there  must  be  pmMlug;  a  rice  one,  l  guess,  will 
be  best.  A  ml  then  there  must  be  potatoes  ami 
bread.  That  will  suOlce  for  the  eatables;  now 
for  the  drinkables,  as  Aunt  Kezlah  says.  Shall  I 
have  tea,  oolleo,  chocolate  or  water?  My  head 
doesn’t  feel  very  well,  ami  it  shall  be  tea;  tea 
helps  settle  anybody’s  he.id,  I  have  heard  mother 
say.  Thufsall,  I  believe- mi,  Micro’s  thosauee; 
there  must  be  some  kDid  of  sauce.  Shall  it  be 
apple  or  cranberry  ?  For  thi.s  once,  cranheiTy ; 
It’s  an  abominable  Job  to  pare  apples,  and  It  stains 
one’s  hands  so  shockingly ;  and  Horace  can't  en¬ 
dure  stained  hands.  I'll  go  and  make  a  lire  now.” 
And  suiting  the  action  to  the  word,  Nellie,  after 
some  search,  found  the  coal  shovel,  and  put  Into 
the  stove  a  peek  of  coal  and  an  Ignited  bunch  of 
friction  matches,  then  stood  quietly  awaiting  tbe 
conflagratloh  whlcli  was  to  ensue.  Nothing  alarm¬ 
ing  occurrefl ;  there  was  considerable  smoke,  and 
a  powerful,  strong  smell  of  brimstone,  but  no  great ' 
fire.  8he  cniieludcd  Miat  the  matches  didn't  get 
fairly  liurnlng,  so  she  tried  another  hunch ;  and 
believing  this  could  not  fall  of  accomplishing  her 
design,  she  retired  to  the  pantry  as  tho  next  field 
or  operation.  .\f ter  considerable  thought  on  tho 
subject,  she  decided  to  make  the  pudding  flrst; 
It  would  ho  the  most  dlfllcult  Job,  she  nrguofL 
Well,  how  was  It  to  ho  made?  “The  Itevlsed 
Amertcan  Cook  Book  and  Delicate  Uouscwlte’a 
Especial  and  Valuable  Friend  In  Need"  was  called 
In  play.  There  was  a  pai'agraph  on  the  cover  to 
the  ofTect  that  you  would  Hud  everything  worth 
knowing  within  the  lids  of  that  Invaluable  casket 
of  diamonds;  and  Nellie  fondly  believed  that  peo¬ 
ple  In  general  prefer  speaking  t.riith  lo  a  lie !  So 
she  opened  the  book  In  full  faith  touching  Its 
veracity. 
“  Rice  Pudding.  Put  the  rice  to  soak  in  luke¬ 
warm  water,  having  picked  it  clean  of  all  Impuri¬ 
ties;  and  milk,  sugar,  and  salt  to  your  taste.  A 
little  nutmeg  and  a  couple  of  eggs  Improve  It.” 
“Goodness  me!"  ejaculated  Nellie,  "how  am  f 
to  know  any  tiling  about  it,  T  wonder?  Howmuch 
Isa  little  nutmeg 7  And  liowmuch  rice,  and  milk, 
and  sugar,  wJU  be  enough  ?  Arid,  as  J  live.  If  there 
ain’t  tho  awfiile.st  smut  spot  upon  my  skirt!  I 
must  wash  Miat  out  the  ilr.st  tiling!”  And,  forget- 
lul  of  pudding  and  dinner,  she  Hew  to  tho  wash¬ 
bowl,  and  scrubbed  tbe  soiled  cambric  till  Its  gap¬ 
ing  threads  cried  eloquently  for  quarter. 
By  the  limn  this  wim  cleansed  aho  espied  a  sec¬ 
ond  spot,  located  on  the  sleeve  of  her  dressing- 
gown,  and  this  must  undergo  the  same  elaborate 
process  as  the  former  hleml.sh.  Wlicn  thus  much 
was  gone  t.lirniigb  with,  she  saw  Mint  the  rose  on 
her  bosom  was  In  a  disabled  condition- the  rose 
Itself  being  among  tbe  missing,  and  the  two  deli¬ 
cate  buds  broken  and  wilted.  Ho  Nellie  h.ad  to  go 
up  stall’s  and  get  a  fresh  blossom.  Horace  ad¬ 
mired  dowers,  and  thought  Nelllo  became  them 
omazlugly. 
“  Now  tho  pudding  must  ho  mixed,  for  certain,” 
said  she,  as.sumliig  an  air  of  pretty  Importance, 
which,  unfortunately,  no  one  was  there  to  see. 
“  l,et  me  read  that  receipt  over  again.  •  Pick  It 
clean  of  all  impurities.’  I  wonder  if  that  lacaus 
tho  water,  or  Mm  rice.  It  can’t  mean  the  rice, 
a.S8ured1y,  for  that  Is  as  clean  a.s  it  possibly  can 
be ;  It  Is  tUn  double  renoed— no,  double  fllstlHed— 
mercy !  strange  that  I  should  forgot  the  label  on 
tlie  bo.K !  Well,  It  Is  pure  rice,  that  don’t  need 
uiiy  picking,  luiy  way.  How  much  rice  will  it 
Mike?  Goodness!  I  wish  the  cook  hook  was  a 
little  inoro  dellidtc.  Home  time,  I’ll  write  one 
myself,  that  will  give  all  Mm  parUcubirs  to  a  tea¬ 
spoon  DU.  Well,  we  shall  want  the  large  white 
dish  full;  I’ll  measure  It,  and  see  how  much  It 
holds.” 
And  away  flew  Nollle  to  guago  the  puddlng- 
dtsh.  In  order  to  calculate  the  quantity  needed 
for  the  pudding.  She  found  tho  plate  capable  of 
containing  two  qu.arts,  and  from  this  she  con¬ 
cluded  that  two  quarts  of  noe  would  be  quite 
enough.  Tho  extravagant  item  was  measured 
out,  and  commllW’d  to  a  tin  pan  full  or  water  to 
undergo  the  soaking  process,  and  Nelllo  surveyed 
with  dismay  what  remalucd  in  the  box. 
“  Dear  mo !  It  must  bo  a  terrible  expense  to 
keep  liouse— here’s  every  bit  of  Mint  rice  gone  for 
a,  pudding;  and  Horace  only  having  seven  hun¬ 
dred  dollars  a  year.  I  must  try  to  bo  very  saving. 
T  won  t  use  as  much  sugar  .ns  I  Intended  to ;  and 
the  recipe  says  a  little  nutmeg— and  1  won't  put 
In  so  much  ns  that.  Economy  Is  a  real  virtue." 
.Solllnqiii/.lng  thus  to  hei'self,  Nellie  mixed  the 
rice,  water  and  all,  with  a  cupful  of  milk,  a  toa- 
cupfulof  sugar,  two  unbeaten  eggs,  a  half  aeup 
of  salt,  and  a  few  grains  of  nutmeg.  This  precious 
compound  she  put  Into  tho  oven  of  the  stove  and 
tlum  proceeded  to  examine  the  lire.  Tills  was 
not  so  easily  done,  as  there  was  no  fire  to  be  ex¬ 
amined.  Nellie  thought  she  never  did  see  such  a 
contrary  sDjvo  In  her  life ;  and  by  way  of  Improv¬ 
ing  Its  contiiniaclous  disposition,  she  poured  two 
orthreo  spoonfuls  of  bimnlng  fluid  on  tho  coal, 
and  then  touched  a  luclfc.rlo  It.  The  effect  was 
ast/oulsliing;  the  covers  of  the  stove  were  blown 
oil  like  a  beaver  hat.  lu  a  iior’svestiT,  and  the  fire 
proved  to  he  a  mere  “flash  In  tlie  pan." 
“Never  mind,”  said  Nellie,  In  a  consolatory 
tone :  ••  l  guess  It  will  klmiJc ;  there  seems  to  ho  a 
small  blaze  underneath," 
The  potatoes  wore  brought  next,  and  having 
carefully  pooled  thorn,  she  placed  thorn  in  iv  kettle 
with  some  water  and  put  them  over  the  stove. 
Then  she  out  tho  steak- and  her  Huger  at  the 
same  lime ;  and  the  exirnonUiiary  gyration  which 
sJie  made  under  tho  Intlueiice  of  tho  pain  upset 
the  flour  bucket  Into  tho  slop-pail  and  entaiiglefl 
her  crinoline  In  the  hooks  of  tho  steelyards  wlilch 
depended  from  tlie  wall.  II.  was  a.  longtime  be¬ 
fore  she  could  break  clear  from  Miese  Icuaelous 
Intniders;  tho  steel  frame-work  of  her  skeleton 
hold  on  llko  true  metal,  and  tho  hooks  of  the  stool- 
yards  were  hound  not  tx»  let  go;  so  a  c.omiirnmlsc 
was  made,  and  Nollto  divested  herself  of  tho  war¬ 
like  ganiiout  and  disengaged  tho  combatants  at 
her  leisure. 
NcUto  had  heard  her  mother’s  cook  say  that 
pounding  moat  made  It  tender;  and.  In  pursuance 
of  this  knowlodgo,  she  put  the  pieces  of  steak  Info 
a  mortar  and  pounded  thorn  until  Mie  perspiration 
stroamed  down  her  faro  and  her  arms  aelied  with 
the  exertion.  As  for  the  meat,  It  la  best  not  to 
say  much  regarding  the  appearance ;  Imt  It  more 
strongly  resembled  a  poultice  than  anything  else. 
While  slie  was  thus  engaged  the  eat— a  faintly 
pet— had  taken  posses-slonof  the  remainder  of  the 
steak,  and  w.as  enjoying  It  to  her  feline  heart’s 
-♦^■’itcnt.  In  the  shadow  ortho  pickle  Jar. 
“ Scat,  scat,  you  beast!  Shoo,  scat,  there !  .Shoo, 
I  say  t"  cried  Nell,  dropping  tho  mortar,  and  mak¬ 
ing  at  pu38,y  with  tho  poRtlo  elevated  over  her 
head.  The  cat,  to  avoid  the  Impiuidliig  blow,  made 
a  sidelong  spring,  knocking  down  a  shelf  which 
held  several  vessels  of  milk,  iiiul  this  shelf  (ailing 
upon  tho  egg  basket,  .smashed  a  clipson  dozen  (if 
as  good  eggs  as  ever  a  hen  cackled  over. 
Nollle  had  quite  u  mind  to  sit  down  lu  the  midst 
of  the  ruin  and  lialulgo  lu  a  good  cry;  hut  she 
contniUed  herself,  and  after  mopping  up  the  milk, 
1,0  the  great  detriment  of  her  white  garments,  she 
went  out  Into  the  kitchen  to  see  what  progress 
the  fire  was  making.  There  was  not  the  least 
vestige  of  a  tiro  about  the  premises,  and  poor  Nel¬ 
lie  was  In  despair.  Just  then  she  spied  a  boy 
going  by,  and  c.alled  out : 
“  Here,  boy,  hem !  I’ll  give  you  nlnepenco  to  do 
a  little  Job  tor  me.” 
The  hoy’s  eye  glistened  at  the  prospect,  anil  lie 
obeyed  her  call  with  alacrity;  but,  wliou  she  told 
him  to  make  a  Ore,  he  laughed  In  her  tact*.  How¬ 
ever,  ho  was  a  capable  lad— as  Nellie  thought 
and  ere  long,  by  his  skillful  application  of  kin¬ 
dlings,  abrl.sk  Ore  wa-s  In  jirogress.  Tbcstlpulut«d 
prico  was  paid,  and  Nellie  considered  It  a  good 
bargain. 
Thopuddloff  waslii  the  oven,  the  potatoes  In 
the  pot,  tho  .steak  on  the  gridiron  upon  tho  top  of 
tho  stove — everything  was  e.ti.  (i-aiite,  By-anrl-by 
the  dripping  from  the  fat,  began  to  smell  rather 
unploasantly ;  It  lUlod  the  room  with  smoke  so 
dense  and  stifling  that  poor  NuUlc’a  eyes  grow  rod. 
and  loarful ;  and  I, ho  t/ortiired  moat  .sizzled  and 
hl.s.sed,  and  turned  black  as  a  bear’s  skin.  Nellie 
tlirew  open  tho  doors  and  stuck  lo  her  tusk  of 
turning  the  gridiron,  resolved  In  vulgar,  tliough 
e.ipresslvo  parlance,  “  to  grin  and  bear  it.” 
The  pudiUng  boiled  over  a  continued  stream ; 
the  potatoes  bounced  up  and  down  In  the  kettle 
like  cockle  shells  in  a  stormy  sea ;  tUo  steak  groan¬ 
ed  and  spit;  and  lathe  midst  of  It  all  tho  clock 
struck  three.  Punctual  to  t  he  hour,  Henry's  step 
sounded  In  the  entry;  tho  kltelum  door  was  flung 
open  with  a  lover’s  Imjietuoslty,  and  tliat  IndlvUL 
mil  Invaded  tho  smoky  room. 
I  “Good  gracious,  Nellie!  is  tho  house  on  fire? 
Gome  here  this  moment,  darling.  What  under  tlio 
canopy  alls  your  race  7  It's  blacker  than  the  aco 
of  spades- -hcgglng  your  pardon  tor  the  compiui- 
Hon.  Do  look  Into  the  glass,  Nell!" 
Ho  wheeled  her  round  towai'ds  the  mirror,  and 
surely,  the  picture  there  presented  was  not  tho 
most  nttr.aetlve  one  that  a  young  hmshaud  might 
wish  to  look  upon.  The  ashes  which  had  been 
evolved  from  tho  Move  through  her  uiiretnllllng 
attempts  to  mil  Ice  a  lire,  hiu I  set  tled  on  her  hair, 
until  her  head  was  as  white  as  that  of  an  ancient 
rallltla  captain,  powdered  for  training  day.  One 
long  curl  had  dlppod  Itself  In  the  hot  vv.at.er,  over 
which  she  had  been  stanillng  lu  vain  eHort  to 
scrub  the  slolns  from  lier  clothes,  and  It  was 
slralghlcacd  out  us  perpendicular  as  a  landic, 
and  hung,  dripping  (vlth  water,  down  her  back. 
To  llnlsli  the  tmtt  I'neetiihle,  a  streak  ot  .•iimiL  ex¬ 
tended  from  her  left  temple  across  her  nose  to  her 
right, «;lieek,  and  ;it.  .sight  ol  tho  rldlculou.H  llguio 
she  inadu  imor  Nellie  burst  Into  tears.  This  only 
made  matters  worse ;  hut,  llonxce,  like  a  I  i  iie  hero, 
kissed  away  the  tears,  soot  and  uli,  transferring 
by  far  tho  larger  port  Ion  of  the  In, Iter  .siib.stanec  to 
Ills  own  face.  'I'hen  he  olT  coat,  turned  iiji  sleeves, 
and  announced  hlinseif  re.iOy  to  ass, 1st,  ubout  the 
dinner.  In  l.lils  re.siicct  Hor.icc  wa.s  a  Jewel,  and 
Ills  wife  blcHsed  him  for  Mmgeiieroiu  lie  irt  which 
prompU'il  Ids  rcn.ily  sympathy.  But  hla  abilities 
as  a  cook  were  lu  no  wise  equal  to  hl.s  will.  Ho 
turned  the  steak,  and  lost  h.ilfof  It  in  the  lire 
through  t.lie  bursoi  the  grldlmn,  “  set"  the  Lahlo 
with  the  cloth  wrong  side  niil,  the  knives  In  the 
spoon-holiler,  the  butler  In  the  preserve  bowl, and 
mistook  I  lie  podding  dhli  for  the  meat  plate. 
The  potatoes  were  tlsln  d  oiiL  of  the  pot,  boUed 
Pi  a  complete  iiiii.sli ;  not  one  partlcln  w.as  left 
upon  anoMiei’;  and  Horace,  lo  his  wile's  dtsmay, 
lustsuai  upon  Htndiiliig  pot.itoes and  wat.cr  through 
the  dish-cloth.  In  the  hope  of  saving  Mm  remains. 
At  last  they  sat  (low  n  to  1 11  ruicr— baker’s  bread, 
susplcloim-looklug  laitter,  mciit,  arid  a  pic  from 
the  r.ontectloiier'a.  The  podding  was  to  answer 
for  tho  deSHcrl  . 
“Is  there  toa  or  colTec.  dearest V”  luikcd  Hor¬ 
ace,  lOOklov;  dublou.-ily  over  the  table. 
“Goodness,  if  I  didn't  forget  It  I"  cried  Nelllo, 
springing  up  with  such  loroo  as  to  uiiset  tho  cas¬ 
tor,  and  send  the  vlueg.ir  dancing  to  the  door. 
“  How  much  tea  will  it  take  tor  us?’' 
“  I  don't  know.  I'm  sure,  ' said  Horace,  slowly. 
“  What  does  your  cook-book  say  ?” 
Nellie  consulted  the  work. 
“  It  says  ‘  a  quanl.lty  propurtlonate  to  tho  size  of 
the  family.'  How  much  would  that  bo  for  us?” 
“  Well,  I  iloii't  know  ,  about  a  cup  full,  I  should 
think.” 
80  a  cup  full  was  put  Into  the  urn;  hot  water 
was  added,  and  Uio  two  liou.sekeeper.s  sat  down 
and  waited  iiatlcnlly  for  the  steeping  to  he  dnlsh- 
ed.  At  lust  tho  tea  was  drawn :  Horace  sugared 
and  creamed  It,  and  put  tUo  cup  to  Ida  Dps. 
“Good  lienvcns!"  cried  he,  lu  dismay;  It  Is 
strong  nnougli  to  bear  up  a  long-boat;  and  black, 
too.  No  more  black  Ink  needed  in  Mils  house  yet 
a  while.  Wo  must  drink  water  to-day.  There, 
thorc,  never  mind ;  It  was  all  my  work.” 
Nellie’s  txjars  had  begun  to  dow  again,  and  Hor¬ 
ace  leaned  over  the  table  to  ktss  Imr  forehead,  up¬ 
setting  Mm  tea  at  the  same  time  Into  the  bosom 
of  his  while  vest.  The  amount  of  c-aloric  con¬ 
tained  111  the  fluid  was  decidedly  unpleu.sant,  and 
poor  Horace,  under  tho  lulluenco  of  the  pain, 
kicked  over  his  chair  and  broke  the  luoklng-gluss 
with  the  Oourlsli  of  bis  elbows.  'I'licn  he  bcggeil 
Nellie’s  pardon,  picked  up  the  chair,  removed  the 
fragments  of  Uio  mirror,  kissed  lil.s  Niobn  or  a 
wife,  and  sat  down  to  ilnlsh  liLs  dinner.  Alms  for 
bis  apjiotJte  I  Tho  steak  was  nothing  but  a  burnt 
cinder— outrageously  detrlmt-utal  lo  molars  and 
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