1 8 S S 1X7^ . K ^ Vvcr^wO . JANE PASTE JEWELS Being Seven Tales of Domestic BY JOHN KENDRICK BANGS "They also serve who only stand and wail NEW YORK AND LONDON HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS 1 897 : ..: . By. JOHN KENDKICK BANGS. THE PURSUIT OF THE IIoDSK-BoAT. beiiiij Some Fur ther Account of the Doings of the Associated Shades, under the Leadership of Sherlock Holmes, Esq. Il lustrated by PETER NKWKI.U 16mo, Cloth, Orna mental, $1 25. A HousE-BoATONTiiKSTYX. Being Some Account of the Divers Doings of the Associated Shades. Illustrated by PKTER NEWEM,. IGmo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1 25. TlIK BlOYOr.KRS, ATST> TlIKKK OTHER FAHOK8. IlluS- trated. 16mo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1 25. A KKISKLMOOS HEUOINK. A Story. Illustrated by VV. T. SMICDI.KY. lOmo, Cloth, Oruamenlal, Uncut, Edges, $1 25. Mu. BONAPAUTK OF CORSICA. Illustrated by II. W. MoViOKAB. 16mo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1 25. TIIK WATER GIIOST, AND OTIIKRS. Illustrated. IGmo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1 25. TIIR IDIOT. Illustrated. 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It is this last fact that points the moral of the tales here presented, if it does not adorn them. J. K. B. YONKEKS, N. Y., 1897. CONTENTS THE EMANCIPATION OP THADDEUS . . 3 Mil. BKADLEY S JEWEL 45 UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S . . 71 AN OBJECT-LESSON 101 THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDKUS . .123 A STRANGE BANQUET 149 JANE . .181 THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS THEY were very young, and possibly too amiable. Thaddeus was but twenty-four and Bessie twenty-two when they twain, made one, walked down the middle aisle of St. Peter s together. Everybody remarked how amiable she looked even then ; not that a bride on her way out of church should look unamiable, of course, but we all know how brides do look, as a rule, on such occasions looks difficult of analysis, but strangely sug gestive of determined timidity, if there can be such a quality expressed in the hu man face. It is the natural expression of one who knows that she has taken the most important step of her life, and, on turning to face those who have been bid den to witness the ceremony, observes 4 PASTE JEWELS ctkat; .thje sacredness of the occasion is somewhat marred by the presence in church of the unbidden curiosity-seek ers, who have come for much the same reason as that which prompts them to go to the theatre to enjoy the spec tacle. But Bessie s face showed nothing but that intense amiability for which she had all her life long been noted ; and as for Thaddeus, he never ceased to smile from the moment he turned and faced the congregation until the carriage door closed upon him and his bride, and then, of course, he had to, his lips being other wise engaged. Indeed, Thaddeus s amia bility was his greatest vice. He had nev er been known to be ill-natured in his life but once, and that was during the week that Bessie had kept him in sus pense while she was making up her mind not to say "No" to an important proposi tion he had made a proposition, by-the- way, which resulted in this very ceremony, and was largely responsible for the trials and tribulations which followed. THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS 5 Thaddeus was rich that is, he had an income and a vocation ; a charming little home was awaiting their coming, off in a convenient suburb ; and, best of all, Bes sie was an accomplished house-keeper, having studied under the best mistresses of that art to be found in the country. And even if she had not completely mas tered the art of keeping house, Thaddeus was confident that all would go well with them, for their waitress was a jewel, in herited from Bessie s mother, and the cook, though somewhat advanced in years, was beyond cavil, having been known to the family of Thaddeus for a longer pe riod than Thaddeus himself had been. The only uncertain quantity in the household was Norah, the up-stairs girl, who was not only new, but auburn-haired and of Cel tic extraction. Under such circumstances did the young couple start in life, and many there were who looked upon them with envy. At first, of course, the household did not run as smoothly as it might have done meals 6 PASTE JEWELS were late, and served with less ceremony than either liked ; but, as Bessie said, as she and Thaddeus were finishing their breakfast one morning, " What could you expect ?" To which Thaddeus, with his customary smile, replied : " What, indeed ! W r e get along much better than I really thought we should with old Ellen/ Old Ellen was the cook, and she had been known to Thaddeus as " Old Ellen" even before his lips were able to utter the words. "Ellen has her ways, and Jane has hers," said Bessie. " After Jane has got accustomed to Ellen s way of getting breakfast ready, she will know better how to go about her own work. I think, per haps, cook s manner is a little harsh. She made Jane cry about the omelet this morning; but Jane is teary, anyhow." "Ik wouldn t do to have Ellen oily and Jane watery," Thaddeus answered. "They d mix worse than ever then. We re in pretty good luck as it is." THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 7 " I think so, too, Teddy/" Bessie re plied ; "but Jane is so foolish. She might have known better than to send the square platter down to Ellen for an omelet, when the omelet was five times as long as it was broad." "You always had square omelets, though, at your house that is, when ever I was there you had/ said Thad- deus. " And I suppose Jane s notion is that as things happened under your moth er s regime, so they ought to happen here." (f Possibly that was her notion/ replied Bessie ; " but, then, in your family the omelets were oblong, and Ellen is too old to depart from her traditions. Old peo ple get set in their ways, and as long as results are satisfactory, we ought riot to be captious about methods." "No, indeed, we shouldn t," smiled Thaddeus ; " but I don t want you to give in to Ellen to too great an extent, my dear. This is your home, and not my mother s, and your ways must be the ways of the house." 8 PASTE JEWELS "Ellen is all right," returned Bessie, " and I am so delighted to have her, be cause, you know, Teddy dear, she knows what you like even better, perhaps, than I do naturally so, having grown up in your family." " Reverse that, my dear. Our family grew up on Ellen. She set the culinary pace at home. Mother always let her have her own way, and it may be she is a little spoiled." "Do you know, Teddy, I wonder that, having had Ellen for so many years, your mother was willing to give her up." " Oh, I can explain that/ Thaddeus answered. " Fm. the youngest, you know ; the rest of the family were old enough to be weaned. Besides, father was getting old, and he had a notion that the com forts of a hotel were preferable to the dis comforts of house-keeping. Father likes to eat meals at all hours, and the annun ciator system of hotel life, by which you can summon anything in an instant, from a shower-bath to a feast of terrapin, was THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS ( J rather pleasing to him. He was always an admirer of the tales of the genii, and he regards the electric button in a well- appointed hotel as the nearest approach to the famous Aladdin lamp known to science. You press the button, and your genii do the rest." " But a hotel isn t home/ said Bessie. "A hotel isn t this home/ 7 answered Thaddeus. " Love in a cottage for me ; but, Bessie, perhaps you perhaps it wouldn t be a bad idea for you to speak to Jane and Ellen this morning about their differ ences. I am an hour late now." Then Thaddeus kissed Bessie, and went down to business. OnThaddeus s departure Bessie s cheer fulness also deserted her, and for the first time in her life she felt that it would do her good if she could fly out at somebody somebody, however, who was not endear ed to the heart of Thaddeus, or too inti mately related to her own family, which left no one but Norah upon whom to vent the displeasure that she felt. Norah 10 PASTE JEWELS was, therefore, sought out, and requested rather peremptorily to say how long it had been since she had dusted the parlor ; to which Norah was able truthfully to answer, "This mornin , mini." Where upon Bessie s desire to be disagreeable departed, and saying that Korah could now clean the second-story front -room windows, she withdrew to her own snug sewing -room until luncheon should be served. She was just a trifle put out with Norah for being so efficient. There is nothing so affronting to a young house keeper as the discovery that the inherit ed family jewels, upon whom much reli ance has been placed, are as paste along side of the newly acquired bauble from whom little was expected. It was almost unkind in Norah, Bessie thought, to be so impeccably conscientious when Jane and Ellen were developing eccentricities ; but there was the consoling thought that when they had all been together a month or two longer, their eccentricities would so shape themselves that they would THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 11 fit into one another, and ultimately bind the little domestic structure more firmly together. " Perhaps if I let them alone/ Bessie said to herself, " they ll forget their dif ferences more quickly. I guess, on the whole, I will say nothing about it." That night, when Thaddeus came home, the first thing he said to his wife was : " Well, I suppose you were awfully firm this morning, eh ? Went down into the kitchen and roared like a little tyrant, eh ? I really was afraid to read the paper on the way home. Didn t know but what Fd read of a Horrid Accident in High Life. Mrs. Thaddeus Perkins s Endeavor to Maintain Discipline in the Household Eesults Fatally. Two Old Family Ser vants Instantly Killed, and Three of the Kitchen Table Legs Broken by a Domes tic Explosion ! " "Be serious, Thaddeus," said Bessie. And Thaddeus became instantly seri ous. " They they haven t left us, have they?" he whispered, in an awe-struck tone. 12 PASTE JEWELS " No. I I thought I d let them fight it out between themselves," replied Bes sie. "You see, Thaddeus, servants are queer, and do not like to have their differ ences settled by others than themselves. It 11 work out all right, if we let them alone." "I don t know but that you are right," said Thaddeus, after a few moments of thought. "They re both sensible girls, and capable of fighting their own battles. Let s have dinner. I m hungry as a bear." It was half -past six o clock, and the usual hour for dinner. At 8.10 dinner was served. The intervening time was consumed by Jane and Ellen endeavoring to settle their differences by the silent, sniffy method that is, Jane would sniff, and Ellen would be silent ; and then El len would sniff, and Jane would be silent. As for Thaddeus and Bessie, they were amused rather than angry to have the dear little broiled chicken Bessie had pro vided served on the large beef-platter ; and when the pease came up in a cut-glass THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS 13 salad-dish, Thaddeus laughed outright, but Bessie s eyes grew moist. It was too evident that Jane and Ellen were not on speaking terms, and there was strong need for some one to break the ice. Fort unately, Bessie s mother called that even ing, and some of her time was spent below - stairs. What she said there only Ellen and Jane knew, but it had its eifect, and for two or three weeks the jewels worked almost as satisfactorily as did ]S"orah, the new girl, and quite harmo niously. " Bessie," said Thaddeus, one night as they ate their supper, " does it occur to you that the roast is a little overdone to night ?" "Yes, Teddy, it is very much over done. I must speak to Ellen about it. She is a little careless about some things. I ve told her several times that you like your beef rare." " Well, I d tell her again. Constant dropping of water on its surface will wear away a stone, and I think, perhaps, 14 PASTE JEWELS the constant dropping of an idea on a cook s head may wear away some of the thickest parts of that at least, until it is worn thin enough for the idea to get through to where her brain ought to be. You might say to her, too, that for sev eral nights past dinner has been cold." " I ll speak to her in the morning," was Bessie s reply ; and the dear little woman was true to her purpose. " She explained about the beef and the cold dinner, Ted," she said, when Thad- deus came home that afternoon. " Satisfactorily to all hands, I hope ?" said Thaddeus, with his usual smile. "Yes, perfectly. In fact, I wonder we hadn t thought of it ourselves. In the old home, you know, the dinner-hour was six o clock, while here it is half-past six." "What has that got to do with it?" asked Thaddeus. " How obtuse of you, Teddy !" ex claimed Bessie. " Don t you see, the poor old thing has been so used to six-o clock dinners that she has everything ready for THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS 15 us at six ? And if we are half an hour late, of course things get cold ; or if they are kept in the oven, as was the case with the beef last night, they are apt to be over done ?" " Why, of course. Ha ! Ha ! Wonder I didn t think of that," laughed Thad- deus, though his mirth did seem a lit tle forced. But she s she s going to change, I suppose ?" " She said she d try," Bessie replied. "She was really so very nice about it, I hadn t the heart to scold her." "I m glad," was all Thaddeus said, and during the rest of the meal he was silent. Once or twice he seemed on the verge of saying something, but apparently changed his mind. "Are you tired to-night, dear?" said Bessie, as the dessert was served. " No. Why ?" said Thaddeus, shortly. " Oh, nothing. I thought you seemed a little so," Bessie answered. " You mustn t work too hard down-town." " No, my dear girl," he said. " I won t, 10 PASTE JEWELS and I don t. I was thinking all through dinner about those girls down-stairs. Per haps perhaps I had better talk to them, eh ? You are so awfully kind-hearted, and it does seem to me as though they imposed a little on you, that s all. The salad to-night was atrocious. It should have been kept on the ice, instead of which it comes to the table looking like a last year s bouquet." Bessie s eyes grew watery. " I m afraid it was my fault/ she said. " I ought to have looked after the salad myself. I al ways did at home. I suppose Jane got it out expecting me to prepare it." " Oh, well, never mind," said Thad- deus, desirous of soothing the troubled soul of his wife. " I wouldn t have men tioned it, only Jane does too much think ing, in a thoughtless way, anyhow. Ser vants aren t paid to think." "Til tell you what, Thaddeus," said Bessie, her spirits returning, "we are just as much to blame as they are ; we ve taken too much for granted, and so have <t (t THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 17 they. Suppose we spend the evening putting together a set of rules for the management of the house ? It will be lots of fun, and perhaps it will do the girls good. They ought to understand that while our parents have had their ways and reasonable Avays there is no reason why we should not have our ways." In other words," said Thaddens, what we want to draw up is a sort of Declaration of Independence." "That s it, exactly," Bessie replied. t( Better get a slate and write them on that," suggested Thaddeus, with a broad grin. " Then we can rub out whatever Jane and Ellen don t like." " I hate you when you are sarcastic," said Bessie, with a pout, and then she ran for her pad and pencil. The evening was passed as she had sug gested, and when they retired that night the house of Perkins was provided with a constitution and by-laws. "I don t suppose I shall recognize my surroundings when I get back home to- 18 PASTE JEWELS night/ said Thaddeus, when he waked up in the morning. "Why not?" asked Bessie. "What strange transformation is there to be ?" " The discipline will be so strict/ an swered Thaddeus. "I presume you will put those rules of ours into operation right away ?" "I have been thinking about that/ 7 said Bessie, after a moment. "You see, Thad, there are a great many things about running a house that neither you nor I are familiar with yet, and it seems to me that maybe we d better wait a little while before we impose these rules on the girls ; it would be awkward to have to make changes afterwards, you know." " There is something in that," said Thaddeus; "but, after all, not so much as you seem to think. All rules have ex ceptions. I ve no doubt that the cook will take exception to most of them." " That s what I m afraid of, and as she s so old I kind of feel as if I ought to re spect her feelings a little more than we THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 19 would Norah s, for instance. I can just tell you I shall make Norah stand around." " I think it would be a good plan if you did/ said Thaddeus. " I m afraid Norah will die if you don t. She works too hard to be a real servant real servants stand around so much, you know/ " Don t be flippant, Thaddeus. This is a very serious matter. Norah is a good girl, as you say. She works so much and so quickly that she really makes me tired, and I m constantly oppressed with the thought that she may get through with whatever she is doing before I can think of something else to occupy her time. But with her we need have none of the feeling that we have with Jane and Ellen. She is young, and susceptible to new im pressions. She can fall in with new rules, while the other two might chafe under them. Now, I say we wait until we find out if we cannot let well enough alone, and not raise discord in our home." " There never was an Eden without its serpent/ sighed Thaddeus. "I don t ex- 20 PASTE JEWELS actly like the idea of fitting our rules to their idiosyncrasies." "It isn t that, dear. I don t want that, either ; but neither do we wish to unnec essarily hamper them in their work by de manding that they shall do it our way." " Oh, well, you are the President of this Republic," said Thaddeus. "You run matters to suit yourself, and I believe we ll have the most prosperous institution in the world before we know it. If it were a business matter, I d have those rules or die ; but I suppose you can t run a house as you would a business concern. I guess you are right. Keep the rules a week. Why not submit em to your moth er first ?" " I thought of that/ said Bessie. " But then it occurred to rne that as Ellen had served always under your mother, it would be better if we consulted her." " I don t," said Thaddeus. " She d be sure to tell you not to have any rules, or, if she didn t, she would advise you to consult with the cook in the matter, THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 21 which would result in. Ellen s becoming President, and you and I taxpayers. She used to run our old house, and now see the consequences \" "What are the consequences ?" asked Bessie. " Mother and father have been driven into a hotel, and the children have all been married." " That s awful," laughed Bessie. And so the rules were filed away for future reference. That they would have remained on file for an indefinite period if Thaddeus had not asked a friend to spend a few weeks with him, I do not doubt. Bessie grew daily more mistrust ful of their value, and Thaddeus himself preferred the comfort of a quiet though somewhat irregular mode of living to the turmoil likely to follow the imposition of obnoxious regulations upon the aris tocrats below-stairs. But the coming of Thaddeus s friend made a difference. The friend was an elderly man, with a business and a system. He was a man, 22 PASTE JEWELS for instance, who all his life had break fasted at seven, lunched at one, and dined at six - thirty, of which Thaddeus was aware when he invited him to make his suburban home his headquarters while his own house was being renovated and his family abroad. Thaddeus was also aware that the breakfast and dinner hours under Bessie s regime were nominally those of his friend, and so he was able to assure Mr. Liscomb that his coming would in no way disturb the usual serenity of the domestic pond. The trusting friend came. Breakfast number one was served fifteen minutes after the hour, and for the first time in ten years Mr. Liscomb was late in arriving at his office. He had not quite recovered from the chagrin consequent upon his tardiness when that evening he sat down to dinner at Thaddeus s house, served an hour and ten minutes late, El len having been summoned by wire to town to buy a pair of shoes for one of her sister s children, the sister herself suffer ing from poverty and toothache. THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 23 " I hope you were not delayed serious ly this morning,, Mr. Liscomb,," said Bes sie, after dinner. " Oh no, not at all !" returned Liscomb, polite enough to tell an untruth, although its opposite was also a part of his system. " Ellen must be more prompt with breakfast, "said Thaddeus. "Seven, sharp, is the hour. Did you speak to her about it?" " No, but I intend to," answered Bes sie. " I ll tell her the first thing after breakfast to - morrow. I meant to have spoken about it to-day, but when I got down-stairs she had gone out." " Was it her day out ?" "No; but her sister is sick, and she was sent for. It was all right. She left word where she was going with Jane." " That was very considerate of her," said Liscomb, politely. " Yes," said Bessie. " Ellen s a splen did woman." Later on in the evening, about half- past nine, when Mr. Liscomb, wearied 24 PASTE JEWELS with the excitement of the first irregular day he had known from boyhood, retired, Thaddeus took occasion to say : " Bessie, I think you d better tell El len about having breakfast promptly in the morning to-night, before we go to bed." " Very well," returned Bessie, " I ll go down now and do it ;" and down she went. In a moment she was back. "The poor thing was so tired," she said, "that she went to bed as soon as dinner was cooked, so I couldn t tell her." " Why didn t you send up word to her by Jane ?" " Oh, she must be asleep by this time !" "Oh !"said Thaddeus. It was nine o clock the next morning when Ellen opened her eyes. Breakfast had been served a half-hour earlier, Jane and Bessie having cooked some eggs, which Bessie ate alone, since Thaddeus and Liscomb were compelled to take the eight-o clock train to town, hungry and forlorn. Liscomb was very good-natured THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS 25 about it to Thaddeus, but his book-keeper had a woful tale to tell of his employer s irritability when he returned home that night. As for Thaddeus, he spoke his mind very plainly to Liscomb. Bessie never knew what he said, nor did any of the servants ; but he said it to Liscomb, and, as Liscomb remarked later, he seemed like somebody else altogether while speak ing, he was so fierce and determined about it all. That night a telegram came from Liscomb, saying that he had been unex pectedly delayed, and that, as there were several matters requiring his attention at his own home, he thought he would not be up again until Sunday. Bessie was relieved, and Thaddeus was mad. " We must have those rules," he said. And so they were brought out. Ellen received them with stolid indifference ; Jane with indignation, if the slamming of doors in various parts of the house that day betokened anything. Norah accept ed them without a murmur. It made no 26 PASTE JEWELS difference to Norah. on what day she swept the parlor, nor did she seem to care very much because her "days at home" were shifted, so that her day out was Friday instead of Thursday. " Has Ellen said anything about the rules, my dear ?" asked Thaddeus, a week or two later. "Not a word," returned Bessie. " Has she looked anything ?" " Volumes/ Bessie answered. " Does she take exception to any of them ?" "No," said Bessie, "and I ve discov ered why, too. She hasn t read them." Thaddeus Avas silent for a minute. Then he said, quite firmly for him, "She must read them." "Must is a strong word, Teddy," Bes sie replied, " particularly since Ellen can t read." " Then you ought to read them to her." "That s what I think," Bessie an swered, amiably. "I m going to do it very soon day after to-morrow, I guess." THE EMANCIPATION OF TEIADDEUS 27 " What has Jane said ?" asked Thad- deus, biting his lip. Bessie colored. Jane had expressed herself with considerable force, and Bes sie had been a little afraid to tell Thad- deus what she had said and done. " Oh, nothing much/ she answered. " She she said she d never worn caps like a common servant, and wasn t going to begin now ; and then she didn t like having to clean the silver on Saturday afternoons, because the silver-powder got into her finger-nails ; and that really is too bad, Teddy, because Saturday night is the night her friends come to call, and silver-powder is awfully hard to get out of your nails, you know ; and, of course, a girl wants to appear neat and clean when she has callers." " Of course," said Thaddeus. " And I judge by the appearance of the brass fenders that she doesn t like to polish them up on Wednesday because it gives her a backache on Thursday, which is her day out." 28 PASTE JEWELS Bessie s eyes took on their watery aspect again. "Do the fenders look so very badly, Ted ?" she asked. "They re atrocious/ said Thaddeus. " I m sorry, dear ; but I did my best. I polished them myself this afternoon ; Jane had to go to a funeral." "Oh, my!" cried Thaddeus. "This subject s too much for me. Let s go out somewhere, anywhere to a concert. Music hath its charms to soothe a savage breast, and my breast is simply the very essence of wildness to - night. Put on your things, Bess, and hurry, or I ll suffo cate." Bessie did as she was told, and before ten o clock the happy pair had forgotten their woes, nor do I think they would have remembered them again that night had they not found on their return home that they were locked out. At this even the too amiable Bessie was angry very angry unjustly, as it turned out afterwards. THE EMANCIPATION OF TIIADDEUS 29 " They weren t to blame, after all," she explained to Thaddeus, when he came home the next night. " I spoke to them about it, and they all thought we d spend the night with your mother and father at the Oxford." " They re a thoughtful lot," said Thad deus. And so time passed. The " treasures" did as they pleased ; the dubious auburn- haired Norah continued her aggravating efficiency. Bessie s days were spent in an ticipation of an interview of an unpleas ant nature with Jane or Ellen " to-mor row." Thaddeus s former smile grew less perpetual that is, it was always visi ble when Bessie was before him, but when Bessie was elsewhere, so also was the token of Thaddeus s amiability. He chafed under the tyranny, but it never occurred to him but once that it would be well for him to interview Ellen and Jane ; and then, summoning them fierce ly, he addressed them mildly, ended the audience with a smile, and felt him- 30 PASTE JEWELS self beneath their sway more than ever. Then something happened. A day came and went,, and the morrow thereof found Thaddeus dethroned from even his nominal position of head of the house. There was a young Thaddeus, an eight- pound Thaddeus, a round, red-cheeked, bald-headed Thaddeus that looked more like the Thaddeus of old than Thaddeus did himself ; and then, at a period in which man feels himself the least among the insignificant, did our hero find happi ness unalloyed once more, for to the pride of being a father was added the satisfac tion of seeing Jane and Ellen acknowl edge a superior. Make no mistake, you who read. It was not to Thaddeus junior that these gems bowed down. It was to the good woman who came in to care for the little one and his mother that they humbled themselves. "She s great," said Thaddeus to him self, as he watched Jane bustling about to obey the command of the temporary THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 31 mistress of the situation as she had never bustled before. " She s a second Elizabeth/ chuckled Thaddeus, as he listened to an order passed down the dumb-waiter shaft from the stout empress of the moment to the trembling queen of the kitchen. " She s a little dictatorial/ 7 whispered Thaddeus to his newspaper, when the monarch of all she surveyed gave him liis orders. "But there are times, even in a Kepublic like this, when a dictator is an advantage. I hate to see a woman cry, but the way Jane wept at the routing Mrs. Brown gave her this morning was a finer sight than Niagara." But, alas ! this happy state of affairs could not last forever. Thaddeus was just beginning to get on easy terms with Mrs. Brown when she was summoned elsewhere. " Change of heir is necessary for one in her profession/ sighed Thaddeus ; and then, when he thought of resuming the reins himself, he sighed again, and wished 82 PASTE JEWELS that Mrs. Brown might have remained a fixture in the household forever. " Still," he added, more to comfort himself than because he had any decided convictions to express "still, a baby in the house will make a difference, and Ellen and Jane will behave better now that Bes sie s added responsibilities put them more npon their honor." For a time Thaddeus s prophecy was cor rect. Ellen and Jane did do better for near ly two months, and then but why repeat the old story ? Then they lapsed, that is all, and became more tyrannical than ever. Bessie was so busy with little Ted that the household affairs outside of the nursery carne under their exclusive control. Thad- deus stood it I was going to say nobly, but I think it were better put ignobly but he had a good excuse for so doing. (( A baby is an awful care to its mother/ he said; "a responsibility that takes up her whole time and attention. I don t think I d better complicate matters by getting into a row with the servants." THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 33 And so it went. A year and another year passed. The pretty home was begin ning to look old. The bloom of its youth had most improperly faded for surely a home should never fade but there was the boy, a growing delight to his father, so why complain ? Better this easy-going life than one of domestic contention. Then on a sudden the boy fell ill. The doctor came shook his head gravely. "You must take him to the sea-shore/ he said. "It is his only chance." And to the sea-shore they went, leaving the house in charge of the treasures. " I have confidence in you," said Thad- deus to Jane and Ellen on the morning of the departure; "so I have decided to leave the house open in your care. Mrs. Perkins wants you to keep it as you would if she were here. Whatever you need to make yourselves comfortable, you may get. Good-bye." "What a comfort it is," said Bessie, when they had reached the sea-shore, and were indulging in their first bit of that 34 PASTE JEWELS woful luxury, homesickness "what a comfort it is to feel that the girls are there to look after things ! An empty house is such a temptation to thieves." " Yes," said Thaddeus. " I hope they won t entertain too much, though." "Ellen and Jane are too old for that sort of thing," Bessie answered. "How about Norah ?" "Oh, I forgot to tell you. There was nothing really for Norah to do, so I told her she could go off and stay with her mother on board-wages." " Good !" said Thaddeus, with a pleased smile. " It isn t a bad idea to save, par ticularly when you are staying at the sea shore." In this contented frame of mind they lived for several weeks. The boy grew stronger every day, and finally Thaddeus felt that the child was well enough to warrant his running back home for a night, "just to see how things were go ing." That the girls were faithful, of course, he did not doubt ; the regularity THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 35 with which letters addressed to him at home and they were numerous reached him convinced him of that; but the ham per containing the week s wash, which Ellen and Jane were to send, and which had been expected on Thursday of the preceding week, had failed for once to ar rive ; the boy had worn one dress four days, Thaddeus s collars were getting low, and altogether he was just a little uneasy about things. So he availed himself of his opportunity and went home, taking with him a friend, in consideration of whom he telegraphed ahead to Ellen to prepare a good breakfast, not caring for dinner, since he and his companion expected to dine at the club and go to the theatre be fore going out to his home. The result would have been fatal to Bessie s peace of mind had she heard of it during her absence from home. But Thaddeus never told her, until it was a matter of ancient history, that when he arrived at home, a little after midnight, he found the place deserted, and was com- 36 PASTE JEWELS pelled to usher his friend in through the parlor window ; that from top to bottom the mansion gave evidence of not having seen a broom or a dust-brush since the departure of the family ; that Jane had not been seen in the neighborhood for one full week this came from those living on adjoining property ; that Ellen had been absent since early that morning, and was not expected to return for three days ; and, crowning act of infamy, that he, Thaddeus, and his friend were compelled to breakfast next morning upon a half of a custard pie, a bit mouldy,, found by the lord of the manor on the fast-melting re mains of a cake of ice in the refrigerator. Whether it would have happened if Thad- deus had not been accompanied by a friend, whose laughter incited him to great deeds, or not I am not prepared to say, but something important did hap pen. Thaddeus rose to the occasion, and committed an act, and committed it thor oughly. The Thaddeus of old, the meek, long-suffering, too amiable Thaddeus, dis- THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 87 appeared. The famous smile was given no chance to play. His wife was absent, and the smile was far away with her. Thad deus, with one fell blow, burst his fetters and became free. That afternoon, when he had returned to the seaboard, Bessie asked him, " How was the house ?" " Beautiful," said Thaddeus, quite truthfully ; for it was. " Did Ellen say anything about the hamper ?" "Not a. word." "Did you speak to her about it ?" 4 Nope." " Oh, Teddy ! How could you forget it r To the lasting honor of Thaddeus be it said that he bore up under this un flinchingly. " Did you have a good breakfast, Ted ?" Bessie asked, returning to the subject later. " Very," said Thaddeus, thinking of the hearty meal he and his fellow - sufferer 38 PASTE JEWELS had eaten at the club after getting back to town. " We had a tomato omelet, cof fee, toast, rice cakes, tenderloin steak, and grits." " Dear me I" smiled Bessie ; she was so glad her Teddy had been so well treated. "All that? Ellen must have laid her self out." " Yes," said Thaddeus ; " I think she did." All the following week Thaddeus seem ed to have a load on his mind a load which he resolutely refused to share with his wife and on Friday he found it nec essary to go up to town. "I thought this was your vacation," remonstrated Bessie. " Well, so it is," said Thaddeus. " But but Pve got one or two matters to at tend to matters of very great impor tance so that I think Fll have to go-" " If you must, you must," said Bessie. " But I think it s horrid of your partner THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 39 to make you go back to town this hot weather." " Don t be cross with my partner," said Thaddeus ; " especially my partner in this matter." " Have you different partners for dif ferent matters ?" queried Bessie. " Never mind about that, my dear ; you ll know all about it in time, so don t worry." "All right, Teddy. But I don t like to have you running away from me when I m at a hotel. I d rather be home, any how. Can t I go with you ? Little Ted is well enough now to go home." " Not this time ; but you can go up next Wednesday if you wish," returned Thaddeus, with a slight show of embar rassment. And so it was settled, and Thaddeus went to town. On Wednesday they all left the sea-shore to return to Phillipse- burg. " Oh, how lovely it looks !" ejaculated Bessie, as she entered the house, Norah 40 PASTE JEWELS having opened the door. "But er where s Jane, Norah ?" " Cookin the dinner, mini." " Why, Jane can t cook." "It you please, mim, this is a new Jane." Bessie s parasol fell to the floor. "A wha-a-at ?" she cried. " A new Jane. Misther Perkins has dis- pinsed with old Jane and Ellen, mim." Bessie rushed lip-stairs to her room and cried. The shock was too sudden. She longed for Thaddeus, who had remained at the station collecting the bath-tubs and other luxuries of the baby from the lug gage-van, to come. What did it all mean ? Jane and Ellen gone ! New girls in their places ! And then Thaddeus came, and made all plain to the little woman, and when he was all through she was satisfied. He had dis charged the tyrants, and had supplied their places. The latter was the impor tant business which had taken him to town. "But, Teddy," Bessie said, with a smile, when she had heard all, " how did THE EMANCIPATION OF THADDEUS 41 poor mild little you ever have the courage to face those two women and give them their discharge ?" Teddy blushed. "I didn t," he an swered, meekly ; " I wrote it." Five years have passed since then, and all has gone well. Thaddeus has remained free, and, as he proudly observes, domes tics now tremble at his approach that is, all except Norah, who remembers him as of old. Ellen and Jane are living togeth er in affluence, having saved their wages for nearly the whole of their term of "service." Bessie is happy in the posses sion of two fine boys, to whom all her at tention all save a little reserved for Thaddeus is given; and, as for the dubi ous, auburn-haired, and distinctly Celtic Norah, Thaddeus is afraid that she is de veloping into a " treasure." " Why do you think so ?" Bessie asked him, when he first expressed that fear. " Oh, she has the symptoms," returned Thaddeus. " She has taken three nights off this week." MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL THADDEUS was tired, and, therefore, Thaddens was grumpy. One premise only was necessary for the conclusion in fact, it was the only premise upon which a con clusion involving Thaddeus s grumpiness could find a foothold. If Thaddeus felt rested, everything in the world could go wrong and he would smile as sweetly as ever ; but with the slightest trace of weari ness in his system the smile would fade, wrinkles would gather on his forehead, and grumpiness set in whether things were right or wrong. On this special occasion to which I refer, things were just wrong enough to give him a decent excuse out side of his weariness for his irritation. Norah, the housemaid, had officiously un dertaken to cover up the shortcomings 46 PASTE JEWELS of John, who should have blacked Thad- deus s boots, and who had taken his day off without preparing the extra pair which the lord of the manor had expected to wear that evening. It was nice of the housemaid, of course, to try to black the extra pair to keep John out of trouble, but she might have been more discrimi nating. It was not necessary for her to polish, until they shone like Claude Lor raine glasses, two right boots, one of which, paradoxical as it may seem, was consequently the wrong boot ; so that when Thaddeus came to dress for the evening s diversion there was nowhere to be found in his shoe-box a bit of leathern gear in which his left foot might appear in polite society to advantage. Possibly Thaddeus might have endured the pain of a right boot on a left foot, had not Norah unfortunately chosen for that member a box - toed boot, while for the right she had selected one with a very decided acute angle at its toe- end. MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 47 " Just like a woman \" ejaculated Thad- deus, angrily. "Yes/ returned Bessie, missing Thad- deus s point slightly. "It was very thoughtful of Norah to look after John s work, knowing how important it was to you." Fortunately Thaddeus was out of breath trying to shine up the other pointed -toe shoe, so that his only reply to this was a look, which Bessie, absorbed as she was in putting the studs in Thaddeus s shirt, did not see. If she had seen it, I doubt if she would have been so entirely happy as the tender little song she was humming soft ly to herself seemed to indicate that she was. " Some people are born lucky !" growled Thaddeus, as he finished rubbing up the left boot, giving it a satin finish which hardly matched the luminous brilliance of its mate, though he said it would do. " There s Bradley, now : he never has any domestic woes of this sort, and he pays just half what we do for his servants." 48 PASTE JEWELS Oh, Mr. Bradley. I don t like him !" ejaculated Bessie. " You are always talk ing about Mr. Bradley, as if he had an automaton for a servant." "No, I don t say he has an automaton," returned Thaddeus. " Automatons don t often work, and Bradley s jewel does. Her name is Mary, but Bradley always calls her his jewel." "I ve heard of jewels," said Bessie, thinking of the two Thaddeus and she had begun their married life with, " but they ve always seemed to me to be paste emeralds awfully green, and not worth much." " There s no paste emerald about Brad- ley s girl," said Thaddeus. " Why, he says that woman has been in Mrs. Brad- ley s employ for seven weeks now, and she hasn t broken a bit of china ; never sweeps dust under the beds or bureaus ; keeps the silver polished so that it looks as if it were solid ; gets up at six every morning ; cooks well ; is civil, sober, industrious ; has no hangers-on " MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 49 "Is Mr. Bradley a realist or a roman cer ?" asked Bessie. " Why do you ask that ?" replied Thad- deus. " That jewel story sounds like an Ara bian Nights tale/ said Bessie. " I don t believe that it is more than half true, and that half is exaggerated." "Well, it is true," said Thaddeus. "And, what is more, the girl helps in the washing, plays with the children, and on her days out she stays at home and does sewing." Bessie laughed. "She must be a reg ular Koh-i-noor," she said. " I suppose Mr. Bradley pays her a thousand dollars a month." "No, he doesn t; he pays her twelve," said Thaddeus. " Then he is just what I said he was," snapped Bessie "a mean thing. The idea twelve dollars a month for all that ! Why, if she could prove she was all that you say she is, she could make ten times that amount by exhibiting herself. She is 50 PASTE JEWELS a curiosity. But if I were Mrs. Bradley I wouldn t have her in the house. So many virtues piled one on the other are sure to make an unsafe structure, and I believe some poor, miserable little vice will crop out somewhere and upset the whole thing." " You are jealous," said Thaddeus ; arid then he went out. The next day, meeting his friend Brad ley on the street, Thaddeus greeted him with a smile, and said, "Mrs. Perkins thinks you ought to take up literature." " Why so ?" asked Bradley. "She thinks De Foe and Scott and Dumas and Stevenson would be thrown into the depths of oblivion if you were to write up that jewel of yours," said Thad deus. " She thinks your Mary is one of the finest, most imaginative creations of modern days." " She doubts her existence, eh ?" smiled Bradley. " Well, she thinks she s more likely to be a myth than a Smith," said Thaddeus. " She told me to ask you if Mary has a MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL ol twin-sister, and to say that if you hear of her having any relatives at all and no domestic ever lived who hadn t to send her their addresses. She d like to employ a few." " I am sorry Mrs. Perkins is so blinded by jealousy/ said Bradley, with a smile. "And I regret to say that Mary hasn t a cousin on the whole police force, or, in fact, any kind of a relative whatsoever, unless she prevaricates." " Too bad," said Thaddeus. " I had a vague hope we could stock up on jewels of her kind. Where did you get her, any howTiffany s ?" " No. At an unintelligence office," said Bradley. " She was a last resort. We had to have some one, and she was the only girl there. We took her for a week on trial without references, and, by Jove ! she turned out a wonder." Thaddeus grinned, and said : " Give her time, Bradley. By-the-way, at what hours is she on exhibition ? I d like to see her." 52 PASTE JEWELS Come up to-night and test the truth of what I say," said Bradley. " I won t let anybody know you are coming, and you ll see her just as we see her. What do you say ?" The temptation was too strong for Thad- deus to resist, and so it was that Bessie received a telegram that afternoon from her beloved, stating that he would dine with Bradley, and return home on a late train. The telegram concluded with the line, "I m going to appraise the escaped crown-jewel." Bessie chuckled at this, and stayed up until long after the arrival of the last train, so interested was she to hear from Thaddeus all about the Bradley jewel, who, as she said, "seemed too good to be true"; but she was finally forced to re tire disappointed and somewhat anxious, for Thaddeus did not return home that night. Somewhere in the neighborhood of eight o clock the next morning Bessie received a second telegram, which read as follows : MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 53 "Do not worry. 1 am all right. Will be home about nine. Have breakfast." " Now I wonder what on earth can have kep thim ?" Bessie said. "Something has happened, I am sure. Perhaps an accident on the elevated, or maybe " She did not finish the sentence, but rushed into the library and snatched up the morning paper, scanning its every column in the expectation, if not hope, of finding that some horrible disaster had occurred, in which her Thaddeus might have been involved. The paper disclosed nothing of the sort. Only a few common place murders, the usual assortment of defalcations, baseball prophecies, and po litical prognostications could Bessie dis cover therein. Never, in fact, had the newspaper seemed so uninteresting not even a bargain-counter announcement was there and with an impatient, petulant stamp of her little foot she threw the jour nal from her and returned to the dining- room. It was then half-past eight, and, hardly able to contain herself with excite- 54 PASTE JEWELS ment, Bessie sat down by the window, and almost, if not quite, counted every swing of the pendulum that pushed the hands of the clock on to the desired hour. She- could not eat, and not until her cu riosity was gratified as to what it was that had detained Thaddeus, and that, more singular still, was bringing him home in stead of sending him to business at nine o clock in the morning, could she, in fact, do anything ? Finally, the grinding sounds of carriage wheels on the gravel road without were heard, and in an instant Bessie was at the door to welcome the prodigal. And what a Thaddeus it was that came home that morning ! His eyes showed conclusively that he had had no sleep, save the more or less unsatisfactory napping which sub urban residents get on the trains. His beautiful pearl-gray scarf, that so became him when he left home the previous morn ing, was not anywhere in sight. His cheek was scratched, and every button that his vest had ever known had taken MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 55 wings unto itself and flown, Bessie knew not whither. And yet, tired out as he was, dishevelled as he was, Thaddeus was not grumpy, but inclined rather to explo sive laughter as he entered the house. " Why, Thaddeus !" cried Bessie, in alarm. " What on earth is the matter with you ? You look as if you had been in a riot." " That s a pretty good guess, my dear," returned Thaddeus, with a laugh, " but not quite the right one." "But tell me, what have you been do ing ? Where have you been ?" "At Bradley s, my love." "You haven t been been quarrelling with Mr. Bradley ?" "No. Bradley s jewel has proved your husband s Waterloo, as well as the Sedan of Bradley himself," returned Thaddeus, throwing his head back and bursting out into a loud guffaw. "I am not good at riddles, Thaddeus," said Bessie, " and I haven t laughed much myself since that last train came in last PASTE JEWELS night and didn t bring you. I think you might tell me "Why, my dear little girl/ said Thad- deus, walking to her side and kissing her, " I didn t mean to keep you in suspense, and of course I ll tell you." Then, as they ate their breakfast, Thad- deus explained. "I told Bradley that you were a sceptic on the subject of his jewel," he said, "and he offered to prove that she was eighteen carats fine by taking me home with him, an unexpected guest, by which act he would test her value to my satisfaction. Of course, having cast doubts upon her excellence, I had to ac cept, and at half-past five he and I board ed an elevated train for Harlem. At six we stood before Bradley s front door, and as he had left his keys at the office, he rang the bell and waited. It was a long wait, considering the presence of a jewel within doors. It must have lasted fifteen minutes, and even that would have been but the beginning, in spite of repeated and continuous pulling of the bell -handle, MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 57 had we not determined to enter through the reception-room window." "Did you try the basement door?" queried Bessie, with a smile, for it pleased her to hear that the jewel was not quite flawless. " Yes," said Thaddeus. " We rang four times at the basement, and I should say seven times at the front door, and then we took to the window. Bradley s is one of those narrow English-basement houses with a small yard in front, so that the re ception-room window is easy to reach by climbing over the vault leading to the basement door, which is more or less of a cellar entrance. Fortunately the window was unlocked. I say fortunately, because it enabled us to get into the house, though if I were sitting on a jury I think I should base an indictment one of criminal negligence of the jewel on the fact that it was unlocked. It was just the hour, you know, when policemen yawn and sneak-thieves prowl." "How careless !" vouchsafed Bessie. 58 PASTE JEWELS "Very," said Thaddeus. "But this time it worked for the good of all con cerned, although my personal appearance doesn t give any indication that I gained anything by it. In fact, it would have been better for me if the house had been hermetically sealed." "Don t dally so much, Thaddeus, " put in Bessie. " I m anxious to hear what happened." " Well, of course Bradley was very much concerned," continued Thaddeus. "It was bad enough not to be able to at tract the maid s attention by ringing, but when he noticed that the house was as dark as pitch, and that despite the clang ing of the bell, which could be heard all over the neighborhood, even his wife didn t come to the door, he was worried ; and he was more worried than ever when he got inside. We lit the gas in the hall, and walked back into the dining- room, where we also lighted up, and such confusion as was there you never saw ! The table-cloth was in a heap on the MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 59 floor ; Bradley s candelabra, of which he was always so proud, were bent and twist ed out of shape under the table ; glasses broken beyond redemption were strewn round about; and a mixture of pepper, salt, and sugar was over everything." " I believe there have been thieves here/ said Bradley, his face turning white. And then he went to the foot of the stairs and called up to his wife, but there was no answer. " Then lie started on a dead run up the stair. Above all was in confusion, as in the dining-room. Vases were broken, pictures hung awry on the walls ; but nowhere was Mrs. Bradley or one of the Bradley children to be seen. " Then we began a systematic search of the house. Everywhere everything was upsidedown, and finally we came to a door on the third story back, leading into the children s play -room, and as we turned the knob and tried to open it we heard Mrs. Bradley s voice from within. 60 PASTE JEWELS " Who s there ? she said, her voice all of a, tremble. " < It is I ! returned Bradley. < Open the door. What is the meaning of all this ? " Oh, I m so glad you have come ! returned Mrs. Bradley, with a sob, and then we heard sounds as of the moving of heavy furniture. Mrs. Bradley, for some as yet unexplained reason, seemed to have barricaded herself in. "Finally the door was opened, and Mrs. Bradley buried her face on her hus band s shoulder and sobbed hysterically. " What on earth is the matter ? asked Bradley, as his children followed their mother s lead, except that they buried their faces in his coat-tail pockets. What has happened ? " Mary ! gasped Mrs. Bradley." " The jewel ?" asked Bessie. " The same," returned Thaddeus, with a smile. " She was the jewel, alas ! now deprived of her former glorious setting. " What s the matter with Mary ? asked Bradlev. MR. BHAULEY S JEWEL 61 " She s been behaving outrageously. I found her this morning/ said Mrs. Brad ley, rummaging through my escritoire, throwing things all over the floor ; and when I remonstrated she said she was looking for a sheet of paper on which to write a letter. I told her she should have asked me for it, and she replied imperti nently that she never asked favors of any body. I told her to leave the room, and she declined to do it, picking up a sofa- pillow and throwing it at me. I was so overcome I nearly fainted. " " I should think she would have been overcome ! Such impudence \" said Bes sie. "Humph !" said Thaddeus. "That isn t a marker to what followed. Why, accord ing to Mrs. Bradley s story, that escaped Koh-i-noor called her all sorts of horrible names, threw an empty ink-pot at a pho tograph of Bradley himself, that stood on the mantel, and then, grabbing up a whisk-broom, literally swept everything else there was on the mantel off to the 62 PASTE JEWELS floor with it. This done, she began to overturn chairs with an ardor born of temper, apparently ; and, finally, Mrs. Bradley got so frightened that she ran from the room, and the jewel started in pursuit. Straight to the nursery ran the lady of the house for there was where the children were, playing house, no doubt, with little idea that jewels some times deteriorated. Once in the nursery, Mrs. Bradley slammed the door to, locked it, and then, still fearful, rolled before it the bureau and the children s cribs. Af ter that the actions of the jewel could only be surmised. The door was pounded and the atmosphere of the hall was rent with violent harangues ; then a hurried step was heard as the jewel presumably sailed below-stairs ; then crash ings were heard crashings which might have indicated the smashing of windows, of picture-glass, of mirrors, chairs, and other household ap purtenances, after which, Mrs. Bradley ob served, all became still." " Mercy ! what a trial !" said Bessie. MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 63 " And was she locked up in the nursery all day ?" " From twelve until we rescued her at a little after six/ said Thaddeus. " Then Bradley and I started out to find the jewel, if possible, and I regret to say that it was possible. We found her asleep on the kitchen table, and Bradley hadn t any more sense than to try and wake her up. He succeeded too well. For the next ten minutes she was the most wide-awake woman you ever saw, and she kept us wide awake too. The minute she opened her eyes and saw us standing before her, she sprang to her feet and made a rush at Bradley, for which he was totally unprepared, the consequence of which was that in an in stant he found himself sitting in a very undignified manner, for the head of the house, on the kitchen floor, trying to collect his somewhat scattered faculties. " When she had persuaded Bradley to take a seat, she turned to shower her at tentions on me. I jumped to one side, 64r PASTE JEWELS but she managed to grab hold of my vest, and hence its buttonless condition. By this time Bradley was on his feet again, and, having had the temerity to face his jewel the second time, he again came off second best, losing one of the button holes of his collar in the melee. I rushed in from behind, and flirtatiously, per haps, tried to grab hold of her hands, coming off the field minus a necktie, but plus that picturesque scratch you see on my nose. Stopping a moment to count up my profit and loss, I let Bradley make the next assault, which resulted in a drawn battle, Bradley losing his watch and his temper, the jewel losing her breath and her balance. So it went on for probably three or four minutes longer, though we certainly acquired several years of experience in those short minutes, until finally we managed to conquer her. This done, we locked her up in a closet. 7 " Had she been at the cooking-sherry ?" asked Bessie. "We thought so at first, and Bradley MR. BRADLEY S JEWEL 65 sent for a policeman," said Thaddeus ; "but when he came we found the poor creature too exhausted to be moved, and in a very short while Mrs. Bradley decided that it was a case for a doctor and not for a police-justice. So the doctor was summoned,, and we waited, dinnerless, in the dining-room for his verdict, and finally it came. Bradley s jewel was in sane !" "Insane!" echoed Bessie. " Mad as a hatter," replied Thaddeus. " Well, I declare !" said Bessie, thought fully. "But, Thaddeus, do you know I am not surprised." " Why, my dear ?" he asked. " Because, Teddy, she was too perfect to be in her right mind." And Thaddeus, after thinking it all over, was inclined to believe that Bessie was in the right. " Yes, Bess, she was perfect perfect in the way she did her work, perfect in the way she smashed things, and nowhere did she more successfully show the thorough- 66 PASTE JEWELS ness with which she did everything than when it came to removing the buttons from my vest. Isn t it too bad that the only perfect servant that ever lived should turn out to be a hopeless maniac ? But I must hurry off, or I ll miss my train." "You are not going down to town to day ?" asked Bessie. "To-day, above all other days, am I going down/ 7 returned Thaddeus. "I am enough of a barbarian to be unwilling to lose the chance of seeing Bradley, and asking him how he and his jewel get along." "Thaddeus!" "Why not, my dear?" "It would be too mean for anything." " Well, perhaps you are right. I guess I won t. But he has rubbed it into me so much about our domestics that I hate to lose the chance to hit back." "Has he ?" said Bessie, her face flush- ing indignantly, and, it may be added, becomingly. "In that case, perhaps, MB. BRADLEY S JEWEL 67 you might ha! ha! perhaps you might telegraph and ask him." And Thaddeus did so. As yet he has received no reply. UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S dear/ said Thaddeus, one night, as he and Mrs. Perkins entered the library after dinner, "that was a very good din ner to-night. Don t you think so ?" "All except the salmon," said Bessie, with a smile. "Salmon?" echoed Thaddeus. "Sal mon ? I did not see any salmon." "No," said Bessie, "that was just the trouble. It didn t come up, although it was in the house before dinner, I m cer tain. I saw it arrive." "Ellen couldn t have known you in tended it for dinner," said Thaddeus. "Yes, she knew it was for dinner," re turned Bessie, "but she made a mistake as to whose dinner it was for. She sup- 72 PASTE JEWELS posed it was bought for the kitchen-table, and when I went down-stairs to inquire about it a few minutes ago it was fulfilling its assumed mission nobly. There wasn t much left but the tail and one fin." " Well !" ejaculated Thaddeus, " I call that a pretty cool proceeding. Did you give her a talking to ?" " No," Bessie replied, shortly; " I de spise a domestic fuss, so I pretended I d gone down to talk about breakfast. We ll have breakfast an hour or two earlier to morrow, dear. " "What s that for ?" queried Thaddeus, his eyes open wide with astonishment. " You are not going shopping, are you ?" ""No, Teddy, I m not ; but when I got down-stairs and realized that Ellen had made the natural mistake of supposing the fish was for the down-stairs dinner, this being Friday, I had to think of some thing to say, and nothing would come except that we wanted breakfast at seven instead of at eight. It doesn t do to have servants suspect you of spying upon them, UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 73 nor is it wise ever to appear flustered so mamma says in their presence. I avoid ed both by making Ellen believe I d come down to order an early breakfast." "You are a great Bessie/ said Thad deus, with a laugh. " I admire you more than ever, my dear, and to prove it I d get up to breakfast if you d ordered it at 1 A.M." " You d be more likely to stay up to it," said Bessie, "and then go to bed after it." " There s your Napoleonic mind again," said Thaddeus. " I should never have thought of that way out of it. But, Bess," he continued, " when I was praising to night s dinner I had a special object in view. I think Ellen cooks well enough now to warrant us in giving a dinner, don t you ?" " Well, it all depends on what we have for dinner," said Bessie. " Ellen s bis cuits are atrocious, I think, and you know how lumpy the oatmeal always is." "Suppose we try giving a dinner with the oatmeal and biscuit courses left out ?" suggested Thaddeus, with a grin. 74 PASTE JEWELS Bessie s eyes twinkled. "You make very bright after-dinner speeches, Teddy/ she said. " I don t see why we can t have a dinner with nothing but pretty china, your sparkling conversation, and a few flowers strewn about. It would be partic ularly satisfactory to me." "They re not all angels like you, my dear," Thaddeus returned. "There s Bradley, for instance. He d die of star vation before we got to the second course in a dinner of that kind, and if there is any one thing that can cast a gloom over a dinner, it is to have one of the guests die of starvation right in the middle of it." "Mr. Bradley would never do so un- gentlemanly a thing," said Bessie, laugh ing heartily. " He is too considerate a man for that ; he d starve in silence and without ostentation." " Why this sudden access of confidence in Bradley ?" queried Thaddeus. " I thought you didn t like him ?" "Neither 1 did, until that Sunday he UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 75 spent with as," Bessie answered. " I ve admired him intensely ever since. Don t yon remember, we had lemon pie for din ner one I made myself ?" "Yes, I remember/ said Thaddeus; "but I fail to see the connection between lemon pie and Bradley. Bradley is not sour or crusty." " You wouldn t have failed to see if you d watched Mr. Bradley at dinner," retorted Bessie. "He ate two pieces of it." "And just because a man eats two pieces of lemon pie prepared by your own fair hands you whirl about, and, from utterly disliking him, call him, upon the whole, one of the most admirable products of the human race ?" said Thaddeus. "Not at all," Bessie replied, with a broad smile ; " but I did admire the spirit and politeness of the man. On our way home from church in the morning we were talking about the good times children have on their little picnics, and Mr. Bradley said he never enjoyed a pic- 76 PASTE JEWELS nic in his life, because every one he had ever gone to was ruined by the baleful influence of lemon pie." Thaddeus laughed. " Then he didn t like lemon pie ?" he asked. " No, he hated it," said Bessie, joining in the laugh. " He added that the orig inal receipt for it came out of Pandora s box." " Poor Bradley ! " cried Thaddeus, throwing his head back in a paroxysm of mirth. "Hated pie declared his feel ings and then to be confronted by it at dinner." " He behaved nobly/ said Bessie. " Ate his first piece like a man, and then called for a second, like a hero, when you re marked that it was of my make." " You ought to have told him it wasn t necessary, Bess," said Thaddeus. " I felt that way myself at first," Bes sie explained; "but then I thought I wouldn t let him know I remembered what he had said." "I fancy that was better," said Thad- UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 77 dens. "But about that dinner. What do you say to our inviting the Bradleys, Mr. and Mrs. Phillips, the Kobinsons, and the Twinings ?" "How many does that make ? Eight besides ourselves ?" asked Bessie, count ing upon her fingers. " Yes ten altogether," said Thaddeus. "It can t be done, dear/ said Bessie. " We have only eight fruit plates." " Can t you and I go without fruit ?" Thaddeus asked. " Not very well," laughed Bessie. " It would never do." " They might think the fruit was poi soned if we did, eh ?" suggested Thad deus. " Besides, Mary never could serve din ner for ten ; eight is her number. Last time we had ten people, don t you remem ber, she dropped a tray full of dishes, arid poured the claret into the champagne glasses ?" " Oh, yes, so she did," said Thaddens. " That s how we came to have only eight 78 PASTE JEWELS fruit plates. I remember. I don t think it was the number of people at the ta ble, though. It was Twining caused the trouble. He had just made the pleasant remark that he wouldn t have an Irish servant in his house, when Mary fired the salute." " Then that settles it/ said Bessie. " We ll cut the Twiriings out, and ask the others. I don t care much for Mrs. Twining, anyhow ; she s nothing but clothes and fidgets." " And Twining doesn t do much but ask you what you think of certain things, and then tell you you are all wrong when he finds out/ said Thaddeus. "Yes, it s just as well to cut them off this time. We ll make it for eight, and have it a week from Thursday night." " That s Mary s night off," said Bessie. tf Then how about having it Friday ?" "That s Maggie s night off, and there won t be anybody to mind the baby." "Humph!" said Thaddeus. "I wish there were a baby safe-deposit company UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 79 somewhere. Can t your mother come over and look after him ?" "No/ said Bessie, "she can t. The child always develops something every time mother comes. Not, of course, that I believe she gives it to him, but she looks for things, don t you know." " Yes," said Thaddeus, " I know. Then make it Wednesday. That s my busy day down-town, and I sha n t be able to get home much before half -past six, but if din ner is at seven, there will be time enough for me to dress." " Very well," said Bessie. " I will write the invitations to-morrow, and, meanwhile, you and I can get up the menu." " Oysters to begin with, of course/ said Thaddeus. "I suppose so," said Bessie, "though, you remember, the last time we had oys ters you had to open them, because the man from the market didn t get here un til half-past seven." "And Ellen had never opened any ex cept with a tack-hammer," said Thaddeus. PASTE JEWELS " Yes, I remember. But lightning never strikes twice in the same place. Put down the oysters. Then we ll have some kind of a puree celery puree, eh ?" " That will be very good if Ellen can be induced to keep it thick." " Perhaps we d better tell her we want a celery consomme," suggested Thaddeus. "Then it will be sure to be as thick as a dictionary." "I guess it will be all right/ said Bes sie. "What kind of fish ?" "Bradley likes salmon ; Robinson likes sole ; Phillips likes whitebait, and so do I." "We ll have whitebait," said Bessie, simply. " Then a saddle of mutton ?" " Yes, and an entree of some kind, and next individual ruddy ducks." " No Roman punch ?" " We can get along without that, I think/ said Thaddeus. " We want to keep this dinner down to Mary s compre hension,, and Fm afraid she wouldn t know what to make of an ice in the middle of UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 81 the dinner. The chances are she d want to serve it hot." "All right, Teddy. What next ?" " I would suggest a lemon pie for Brad ley," smiled Thaddeus. "What do you say to Ellen s making one of her tipsy-cakes ?" suggested Bessie. "Just the thing/ said Thaddeus, smacking his lips with enthusiasm. "I could eat a million of em. Then we can finish up with coffee and fruit." So it was settled. The invitations were sent out, and Bessie devoted her ener gies for the next ten days to making ready. Ellen s culinary powers were tested at every meal. For dinner one night she was requested to prepare the puree, which turned out to be eminently satisfactory. Thaddeus gave her a few practical lessons in the art of opening oysters, an art of which he had become a master in his col lege days in fact, if his own words were to be believed, it was the sole accomplish ment he had there acquired which gave 82 PASTE JEWELS any significance whatever to his degree of B. A. so that in case the "fish gentle man" failed to appear in time nothing disastrous might result. Other things 011 the menu were also ordered at various times, and all went so well that when Thaddeus left home on the chosen Wednes day morning, it was with a serene sense of good times ahead. The invited guests had accepted, and everything was promis ing. As Thaddeus had said, Wednesday was his busy day, and never had it been busier than upon this occasion. Everything moved smoothly, but there was a great deal to move, and finally, when all was done, and Thaddeus rose to leave his desk, it was nearly six o clock, and quite impos sible for him to reach home before seven. " I shall be late," he said, as he hurried off ; and he was right. He arrived at home coincidently with his guests, rushed to his room, and dressed. But one glimpse had he of Bessie, and that was as they passed on the stairs, she hurrying down UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 83 to receive her guests, he hurrying up to change his clothes. "Oh, Thad !" was all she said, but to Thaddeus it was disconcerting. "What is the matter, dear ?" he asked. "Nothing ; Fll tell you later. Hurry/ she gasped, "or the dinner will be spoiled." Thaddeus hurried as he never hurried before, and in fifteen minutes walked, im maculate as to attire, into the drawing- room, where Bessie, her color heightened to an unusual degree, and her usually bright eyes fairly naming with an unwont ed brilliance, was entertaining the Brad- leys, the Phillipses, and the Robinsons. " Didn t expect me, did you ?" said Thaddeus, as he entered the room. "No," said Bradley, dryly. "This is an unexpected pleasure. I didn t even know you were a friend of the family." " Well, I am," said Thaddeus. " One of the oldest friends I ve got, in fact, which is my sole excuse for keeping you waiting. Old friends are privileged eh, Mrs. Robinson ?" 84 PASTE JEWELS " Dinner is served/ came a deep bass voice from the middle of the doorway. Thaddeus jumped as if he had seen a ghost, and, turning to see what could have caused the strange metamorphosis in the soprano tremolo of Mary s voice, was as tonished to observe in the parting of the portieres not the more or less portly Mary, but a huge, burly, English-looking man, bowing in a most effective and graceful fashion to Mrs. Bradley, and then straight ening himself up into a pose as rigid and uncompromising as that of a marble statue. " What on earth " began Thaddeus, with a startled look of inquiry at Bessie. But she only shook her head, and put her finger to her lips, enjoining silence, which Thaddeus, fortunately, had the good sense to understand, even if his mind was not equal to the fathoming of that other mys tery, the pompous and totally unexpected butler. But if Thaddeus was surprised to see the butler, he was amazed at the dinner which the butler served. Surely, he UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 85 thought, if Ellen can prepare a dinner like this, she ought to be above taking sixteen dollars and a home a month. It was simply a regal repast. The oysters were delicious, and the puree was supe rior to anything Thaddeus had ever eaten in the line of soups in his life only it was lobster puree, and ten times better than Ellen s general run of celery puree. He winked his eye to denote his extreme sat isfaction to Bessie when he thought no one was looking, but was overwhelmed with mortification when he observed that the wink had been seen by the overpow ering butler, who looked sternly at him, as much as to say, " Ow wery wulgar I" " I must congratulate your cook upon her lobster puree, Mrs. Perkins/ said Mr. Phillips. " It is delicious." " Yes," put in Thaddeus. " But you ought to taste her celery puree. She is undoubtedly great on purees." Bessie coughed slightly and shook her head at Thaddeus, and Thaddeus thought he detected the germ of a smile upon the 86 PASTE JEWELS cold face of the butler. He was not sure about it, but it curdled his blood just a little, because that ghost of a smile seem ed to have just a tinge of a sneer in it. " This isn t the same cook you had last time, is it ?" asked Bradley. "Yes," said Thaddeus. "Same one, though it was my wife who made that lem " "Thaddeus," interrupted Bessie, "Mrs. Robinson tells me that she and Mr. Rob inson are going down to New York to the theatre on Friday night. Can t we all go?" " Certainly," said Thaddeus. " I m in on any little diversion of that sort. Why, what s this? er why, yes, of course. Phillips, you ll go ; and you, too, eh, Brad ley ?" Thaddeus was evidently much upset again ; for, instead of the whitebait he and Bessie had decided upon for their fish course, the butler had entered, bear ing in a toplofty fashion a huge silver platter, upon which lay a superb salmon, UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 87 beautifully cooked and garnished. This he was now holding before Thaddeus, and stood awaiting his nod of approval before serving it. Inasmuch as Thad- deus not only expected whitebait, but had also never before seen the silver platter, it is hardly surprising that he should sit staring at the fish in a puzzled sort of way. He recovered shortly, however, gave the nod the butler was waiting for, and the dinner proceeded. And what a dinner it was ! Each new course in turn amazed Thaddeus far more than the course that had preceded it ; and now, when the butler, whom Thaddeus had got more or less used to, came in bearing a bottle of wine, followed by another stolid, well - dressed person, who might have been his twin -brother and who was in reality no more than assistant to the other, Thaddeus began to fear that the wine he had partaken of had brought about that duplication of sight which is said to be one of the symptoms of over indulgence. Either that or he was dream- PASTE JEWELS ing, he thought ; and the alternative was not a pleasant one, for Thaddeus did not over-indulge, and as a person of intellect he did not deem it the proper thing to dream at the dinner-table, since the first requisite of dreaming is falling asleep. This Thaddeus never did in polite soci ety. To say that he could scarcely contain himself for curiosity to know what had occurred to bring about this singular con dition of affairs is to put it with a mild ness which justice to Thaddeus compels me to term criminal. Yet, to his credit be it said, that through the whole of the repast, which lasted for two hours, he kept silent, and but for a slight nervous ness of manner no one would have sus pected that he was not as he had always been. Indeed, to none of the party, not even excepting his wife, did Thaddeus appear to be anything but what he should be. But when, finally, the ladies had withdrawn and the men remained over the coffee and cigars, he was compelled to UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 89 undergo a still severer test upon his loy alty to Bessie, whose signal to him to ac cept all and say nothing he was so nobly obeying. Bradley began it. "I didn t know you d changed from women to men ser vants, Perkins ?" "Yes/ said Thaddeus, "we ve changed. Rather good change, don t you think ?" " Splendid/ said Phillips. " That fel low served the dinner like a prince." "I don t believe he s any more than a duke, though," said Bradley. " His man ner was quite ducal in fact, too ducal, if Perkins will let me criticise. He made me feel like a poor, miserable, red-blooded son of the people. I wanted an olive, and, by Jove, I didn t dare ask for it." " That wasn t his fault," said Robinson, with a laugh. " You forget that you live in a country where red blood is as good as blue. Where did you get him, Thaddeus ?" Thaddeus looked like a rat in a corner with a row of cats to the fore. 90 PASTE JEWELS " Oh ! we er we got him from dear me ! I never can remember. Mrs. Perkins can tell you, though," he stam mered. " She looks after the menagerie." " What s his name ?" asked Phillips. Thaddeus s mind was a blank. He could not for the life of him think what name a butler would be likely to have, but in a moment he summoned up nerve enough to speak. "Grinimms," he said, desperately. "Sounds like a Dickens character," said Robinson. Does he cost you very much, Thad ?" "Oh no not so very much," said Thaddeus, whose case was now so des perate that he resolved to put a stop to it all. Unfortunately, his method of doing so was not by telling the truth, but by a flight of fancy in which he felt he owed it to Bessie to indulge. " No he doesn t cost much," he re peated, boldly. " Fact is, he is a man we ve known for a great many years. He er he used to be butler in my grand- UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 91 father s house in Philadelphia, and er and I was there a great deal of the time as a boy, and Grimmins and I were great friends. When my grandfather died Grim mins disappeared, and until last month I never heard a word of him, and then he wrote to me stating that he was out of work and poor as a fifty -cent table- d hote dinner, and would like employment at nominal wages if he could get a home with it. We were just getting rid of our waitress, and so I offered Grimmins thirty a month, board, lodging, and clothes. He came on ; I gave him one of my old dress- suits, set him to work, and there you are." " I thought you said a minute ago Mrs. Perkins got him ?" said Bradley, who is one of those disagreeable men with a memory. " I thought you were talking about the cook, "said Thaddeus, uneasily. "Weren t you talking about the cook ?" "No; but we ought to have been," said Phillips, with enthusiasm. " She s 92 PASTE JEWELS the queen of cooks. What do you pay her ?" " Sixteen/ said Thaddeus, glad to get back on the solid ground of truth once more. "What?" cried Phillips. "Sixteen, and can cook like that ? Take me down and introduce me, will you, Perkins ? I d like to oifer her seventeen to come and cook for me." " Let s join the ladies," said Thaddeus, abruptly. " There s no use of our wast ing our sweetness upon each other." If the head of the house had expected to be relieved from his unfortunate em barrassments by joining the ladies, he was doomed to bitter disappointment, for the conversation abandoned at the table was resumed in the drawing-room. The din ner had been too much of a success to be forgotten readily. Thaddeus s troubles were set going again when he overheard Phillips saying to Bes sie, " Thaddeus has been telling us the remarkable story of Grimmins." UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 93 Nor were his woes lightened any when he caught Bessie s reply : "Indeed ? What story is that ?" " Why, the story of the butler Grim- mins, you know. How you came to get him, and all that/ said Phillips. " Eeal- ly, you are to be congratulated/ "I am glad to know you feel that way," said Bessie, simply, with a glance at Thad- deus which was full of wonderment. "He is a treasure," said Bradley; "but your cook is a whole chestf ul of treasures. And how fortunate you and Thaddeus are ! The idea of there being anywhere in the world a person of such ability in her vocation, and so poor a notion of her worth !" Thaddeus breathed again, now that the cook was under discussion. He knew all about her. " Yes, indeed," said Bessie. " He did well." " I mean the cook," returned Bradley. " You mean she did well, don t you ?" What Bessie would have answered, or 94 PASTE JEWELS what Thaddens would have done next if the conversation had been continued, can be a matter of unprofitable specula tion only, for at this point a wail from above -stairs showed that Master Perkins had awakened, and the ladies, consider ate of Bessie s maternal feelings, promptly rose to take their leave, and in ten min utes she and Thaddeus were alone. " What on earth is the story of Grim- mins, Thaddeus ?" she asked, as the door closed upon the departing guests. Thaddeus threw himself wearily down upon the sofa and explained. He told her all he had said about the butler and the cook. That s the story of Grimmins," he said, when he had finished. " Oh, dear me, dear me !" cried Bessie, "you told the men that, and I I, Thad deus, told the women the truth. Why, it s it s awful. You ll never hear the end of it." " Well, now that they know the truth, Bess," Thaddeus said, " suppose you let UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 95 me into the secret. What on earth is the meaning of all this two butlers, silver platters, dinner fit for the gods, and all?" " It s all because of the tipsy-cake," said Bessie. " The what ?" asked Thaddeus, sitting up and gazing at his wife as if he ques tioned her sanity. "The tipsy-cake/ she repeated. "I gave Ellen the bottle of brandy you gave me for the tipsy-cake, and and she drank half of it." " And the other half ?" "Mary drank that. They got word this morning that their brother was very ill, and it upset them so I don t believe they knew what they were doing ; but at one o clock, when I went down to lunch, there was no lunch ready, and when I descended into the kitchen to find out why, I found that the fire had gone out, and both girls were both girls were asleep on the cellar floor. They re there yet locked in ; and all through dinner I 96 PASTE JEWELS was afraid they might come to, and make a rumpus." "And the dinner?" said Thaddeus, a light breaking through into his troubled mind. " I telegraphed to New York to Parti- nelli at once, telling him to serve a dinner for eight here to-night, supplying service, cook, dinner, and everything, and at four o clock these men arrived and took pos session. It was the only thing I could do, Thad, wasn t it ?" "It was, Bess/ 7 said Thaddeus, gravely. It was great ; but by Jove, I wish I d known, because Did you really tell the ladies the truth about it ?" "Yes, I did," said Bessie. "They were so full of praises for everything that I didn t think it was fair for me to take all the credit of it, so I told them the whole thing." " That was right, too," said Thaddeus ; " but those fellows will never let me hear the end of that infernal Grimmins story. I almost wish we " UNEXPECTED POMP AT THE PERKINS S 97 "You wish what, Teddy dear ?" "I almost wish we had not attempted the tipsy-cake, and had stuck to my origi nal suggestion," said Thaddeus. "What was that ?" Bessie asked. " To have lemon pie for dessert, for Bradley s sake," answered Thaddeus, as he locked the front door and turned off the gas. AN OBJECT-LESSON AN OBJECT-LESSON IT was early in the autumn. Mr. and Mrs. Perkins, with their two hopefuls, had returned from a month of rest at the mountains, and the question of school for Thaddeus junior came up. "He is nearly six years old/ 7 said Bessie, "and I think he is quite intelli gent enough to go to school, don t you ?" " Well, if you want my honest opinion," Thaddeus answered, " I think he s in telligent enough to go without school for another year at least. I don t want a hot-house boy, and I have always been opposed to forcing these little minds that we are called upon by circumstances to direct. It seems to me that the thing for us to do is to hold them back, if any thing. If Teddy goes to school now, 102 PASTE JEWELS he ll be re?dy for college when he is twelve.: He ll be graduated at sixteen, &ndl at twenty he ll be practising law. At twenty-five he ll be leader of the bar ; and then what will there be left for him to achieve at fifty ? Absolutely nothing." Mrs. Perkins laughed. "You have great hopes for Teddy, haven t you ?" " Certainly I have/ Thaddeus re plied; " and why shouldn t I? Doesn t he combine all my good qualities plus yours ? How can he be anything else than great ?" " I am afraid there s a touch of vanity in you/ said Mrs. Perkins, with a smile. "That remark certainly indicates it." "No it s not vanity in me," said Thaddeus. "It s confidence in you. You ve assured me so often of my per fection that I am beginning to believe in it ; and as for your perfection, I ve always believed in it. Hence, when I see Teddy combining your perfect qualities with my own, I regard him as a supernaturally promising person that is, I do until he AN OBJECT-LESSON 103 begins to show the influence of contact with the hired man, and uses language which he never got from yon or from me." "Granting that he is great at twenty- five," said Mrs. Perkins, after a few mo ments reflection, "is that such a horrible thing ?" "It isn t for the parents of the success ful youth, but for the successful youth himself it s something awful," returned Thaddeus, with a convincing shake of the head. " If no one ever lived beyond the age of thirty-five it wouldn t be so bad, but think of living to be even so young as sixty, with a big reputation to sustain through more than half of that period ! I wouldn t want to have to sustain a big name for twenty-five years. Success entails con- spicuousness, and conspicuousness makes error almost a crime. Put your mind on it for a moment. Think of Teddy here. How nervous it would make him in every thing he undertook to feel that the eyes of the world were upon him. And take 104 PASTE JEWELS into consideration that other peculiarity of human nature which leads us all, you and me as well as every one else, to be lieve that the man who does not progress is going backward, that there is no such thing as standing still ; then think of a man illustrious enough for seventy at twenty-five at the limit of success, with all those years before him, and no prog ress possible ! No, my dear. Don t let s talk of school for Teddy yet." "I am sure I don t want to force him," said Mrs. Perkins, "but it sometimes seems to me that he needs lessons in dis cipline. I can t be following around after him all the time, and it seems to me some days that I do nothing but find fault with him. I don t want him to think Fm a stern mother ; and when he tells me, as he did yesterday, that he wishes I d take a vacation for a month, I can t blame him." "Did he tell you that?" asked Thad- deus, with a chuckle. " Yes. he did," replied Mrs. Perkins. AN OBJECT-LESSON 105 "I d kept him in a chair for an hour be cause he would tease Tommy, and when finally I let him go I told him that he was wearing me out with his naughtiness. About an hour later he came back and said, ( You have an awful hard time bring- in me up, don t you ? I said yes, and added that he might spare me the ne cessity of scolding him so often, to which he replied that he d try, but thought it would be better if I d take a vacation for a month. lie hadn t much hope for his own improvement." Thaddeus shook internally. " lie s perfectly wild, too, at times," Mrs. Perkins continued. " He wants to do such fearful things. I caught him sliding down the banisters yesterday head foremost, and you know how he was at the Mountain House all summer long. Per fectly irrepressible." "That s very true," said Thaddeus. " I was speaking of it to the doctor up there, and asked him what he thought I d better do." 106 PASTE JEWELS "And what did he say?" asked Mrs. Perkins. " He stated his firm belief that there was nothing you or I could do to get him down to a basis,, but thought Ilagenbeck might accomplish something." "No doubt he thought that," cried Bessie. " No doubt everybody thought that, but it wasn t entirely Teddy s fault. If there is anything in the world that is well calculated to demoralize an active- minded, able-bodied child, it is hotel life. Teddy was egged on to all sorts of indis cretions by everybody in the hotel, from the bell-boys up. If he d stand on his head on the cashier s desk, the cashier would laugh first, and then, to get rid of him, would suggest that he go into the dining-room and play with the head- waiter ; and when he upset the contents of his bait -box in Mrs. Harkaway s lap, she interfered when I scolded him, and said she liked it. What can you do when people talk that way ?" " Get him to upset his bait-box in her AN OBJECT-LESSON 107 lap again/ 7 said Thaddeus. "I think if he had been encouraged to do that as a regular thing, every morning for a week, she d have changed her tune. " " Well, it all goes to prove one thing," said Mrs. Perkins, "and that is, Teddy needs more care than we can give him person ally. We are too lenient. Whenever you start in to punish him it ends up with a game ; when I do it, and he says something funny, as he always does, I have to laugh." "How about the ounce-of -prevention idea ?" suggested Thaddeus. "We ve let him go without a nurse for a year now why can t we employ a maid to look after him not to boss him, but to keep an eye on him to advise him, and, in case he declines to accept the advice, to commu nicate with us at once ? All he needs is directed occupation. As he is at pres ent, he directs his own occupation, with the result that the things he does are of an impossible sort." " That means another servant for me to manage," sighed Mrs. Perkins. 108 PASTE JEWELS True ; but a servant is easier to man age than Teddy. You can discharge a servant if she becomes impossible. We ve got Teddy for keeps/ said Thaddeus. " Very well so be it," said Mrs. Per kins. " You are right, I guess, about school. He ought not to be forced, and I d be worried about him all the time he was away, anyhow." So it was decided that Teddy should have a nurse, and for a day or two the subject was dropped. Later on Mrs. Per kins reopened it. "I ve been thinking all day about Ted dy s nurse, Thaddeus/ she said, one even ing after dinner. " I think it would be nice if we got him a French nurse. Then he could learn French without any fore- ing." "Good scheme," said Thaddeus. "I approve of that. We might learn a little French from her ourselves, too." " That s what I thought," said Bessie ; and that point was decided. The new nurse was to be French, and the happy AN OBJECT-LESSON 109 parents drew beatific visions of the ease with which they should some day cope with Parisian hotel-keepers and others in that longed-for period when they should find themselves able, financially, to visit the French capital. But Ah ! Those buts that come into our lives! Conjunctions they are called ! Are they not rather terminals ? Are they not the forerunners of chaos in the best-laid plans of mankind ? If for every "but" that destroys our plan of action there were ready always some better-succeeding plan, then might their conjunctive force seem more potent ; as life goes, however, unhap pily, they are not always so provided, and the English "but" takes on its Gallic sig nificance, which leads the Frenchman to define it as meaning "the end." There was an object-lesson in store for the Perkinses. On the Sunday following the discus sion with which this story opens, the Per kinses, always hospitable, though distinct- 110 PASTE JEWELS ly unsociable so far as the returning of visits went, received a visit from their friends the Bradleys. Ordinarily a visit from one s town friends is no very great undertaking for a suburban host or host ess, but when the town friends have chil dren from whom they are inseparable, and those children have nurses who, whither soever the children go, go there also, such a visit takes on proportions the stupen- dousness of which I, being myself a sub urban entertainer, would prefer not to dis cuss, fearing lest some of my friends with families, recalling these words, might con sider my remarks of a personal nature. Let me be content with saying, therefore, that when the Bradleys, Mr. and Mrs., plus Master and Miss, plus Harriet, the English nurse, came to visit the Perkins homestead that Sunday, it was a momen tous occasion for the host and hostess, and, furthermore, like many another mo mentous occasion, was far-reaching in its results. In short, it provided the Perkins fain- AN OBJECT-LESSON 111 ily with that object-lesson to which I have already alluded. The Bradleys arrived on Sunday night, and as they came late little Harry Brad ley and the still smaller Jennie Bradley were tired, and hence not at all respon sive to the welcomes of the Perkinses, large or small. They were excessively reticent. When Mrs. Perkins, kneeling be fore Master Harry, asked him the wholly unnecessary question, " Why, is this Har ry ?" lie refused wholly to reply ; nor could the diminutive Jennie be induced to say anything but " Yumps" in response to a similar question put to her, "Yumps" being, it is to be presumed, a juvenilism for "Yes, ma am." Hence it was that the object-lesson did not begin to develop until breakfast on Sunday morning. The first step in the lesson was taken at that important meal, when Master Harry ob served, in stentorian yet sweetly soprano tones : " II i wants a glarse o 7 milk/ 7 To which his nurse, standing behind 112 PASTE JEWELS his chair to relieve the Perkinses maid of the necessity of looking after the Bradley hopefuls, replied : " Ush, Any, ush ! Wite till yer arsked." Mrs. Bradley nodded approval to Har riet, and observed quietly to Mrs. Perkins that Harriet was such a treasure ; she kept the children so well in subjection. The incident passed without making any impression upon the minds of any but Thaddeus junior, who, taking his cue from Harry, vociferously asserted that he, too, wished a glass of milk, and in such terms as made the assertion tantamount to an ultimatum. Then Miss Jennie seemed to think it was her turn. " Hi doan t care fer stike. Hi wants chickin," said she. " 1 n t there goin ter be no kikes ?" Mrs. Perkins laughed, though I strong ly suspect that Thaddeus junior would have been sent from the table had he vent ured to express a similar sentiment. Mrs. AN OBJECT-LESSON 113 Bradley blushed ; Bradley looked severe ; Perkins had that expression which all parents have when other people s chil dren are involved, and which implies the thought., "If you were mine there d be trouble ; but since you are not mine, how cunning you are !" But Harriet, the nurse, met the problem. She said : "Popper s goin ter have stike, Jinnie; m yby Mr. Perkins 11 give yer lots o gryvy. Hit i n t time fer the kikes." Perhaps I ought to say to those who have not studied dialect as " she is spoke " that the word m yby is the Seven Dials idiom for maybe, itself more or less an Americanism, signifying te perhaps," while "kikes" is a controvertible term for cakes. After breakfast, as a matter of course, the senior members of both families at tended divine service, then came dinner, and after dinner the usual matching of the children began. The hopefuls of Perkins were matched against the scions of Bradley. All four were brought down- 114 PASTE JEWELS stairs and into the parental presence in the library. " Your Harry is a fine fellow, Mrs. Bradley/ said Thaddeus. "Yes, we think Harry is a very nice boy," returned Mrs. Bradley, with a fond glance at the youth. " Wot djer si about me, mar ?" asked Harry. "Nothing, dear/ replied Mrs. Bradley, raising her eyebrows reprovingly. "Yes, yer did, too/ 7 retorted Harry. " Yer said as ow hi were a good boy." "Well, e iVt, then, interjected Jen nie. " E s a bloornin mean un. E took a knoife an cut open me doll." " Ush, Jinnie, ush !" put in the nurse. "Don t yer tell tiles on Airy. E didn t mean ter urt yer doll. Twas a haxident." "No, twasn t a haxident," said Jen nie. " E done it a-purpice." " Well, wot if hi did ?" retorted Harry. "Didn t yer pull the tile off me rockin - orse ?" " Well, never mind," said Bradley, see- AN OBJECT-LESSON 115 ing how strained things were getting. "Don t quarrel about it now. It s all done and gone, and I dare say you were both a little to blame." " Hi war n t!" said Harry, and then the subject was dropped. The children romped in and out through the library and halls for some time, and the Bradleys and Perkinses compared notes on various points of interest to both. After a while they again reverted to the subject of their children. " Does Harry go to school ?" asked Bessie. "No, we think he s too young yet/ returned Mrs. Bradley. "He learns a little of something every day from Har riet, who is really a very superior girl. She is a good servant. She hasn t been in this country very long, and is English to the core, as you ve probably noticed, not only in her way of comporting her self, but in her accent." "Yes, I ve observed it," said Bessie. "What does she teach him ?" 116 PASTE JEWELS <( Oh, she tells him. stories that are more or less instructive, and she reads to him. She s taught him one or two pretty little songs ballads, you know too. Harry has a sweet little voice. Harry, dear, won t you sing that song about Mrs. Henry Hawkins for mam ma ?" " Don t warn ter," said Harry. "Hi m sick o that bloomin old song." " Seems to me I ve heard it," said Thaddens. " As I remember it, Harry, it was very pretty." "It is/ said Bradley. " It s the one you mean Oh, Lizer! dear Lizer! Mrs. Ennery Awkins. Harry sings it well, too ; but I say, Thad, you ought to hear the nurse sing it. It s great." "I should think it might be." " She has the accent down fine, you know." "Sort of born to it, eh ?" " Yes ; you can t cultivate that accent and get it just right." "I ll do Dear Old Dutch for yer," AN OBJECT-LESSOX 117 suggested Harry. " Hi likes tbet better 7 n Mrs. Awkins. " So Harry deserted "Mrs. Awkins" and sang that other pathetic coster - ballad, " Dear Old Dutch/ and, to the credit of Harriet, the nurse, it must be said that he was marvellously well instructed. It could not have been done better had the small vocalist been the own son of a Lon don coster-monger instead of the scion of an American family of refinement. Thus the day passed. Jennie proved herself quite as proficient in the dialect of Seven Dials as was Harry, or even Harriet, and when she consented to stand on a chair and recite a few nursery rhymes, there was not an unnoticed "h" that she did not, sooner or later, pick up and attach to some other word to which it was not related, as she went along. In short, as far as their speech was con cerned, thanks to association with Har riet, Jennie and Harry were as perfect lit tle cockneys as ever ignored an aspirate. The visit of the Bradleys, like all other 118 PASTE JEWELS things, came to an end, and Bessie, Thad- deus, and the children were once more left to themselves. Teddy junior, it was observed, after his day with Harry, devel oped a slight tendency to misplace the letter (C \\" in his conversation, but it was soon corrected, and things ran smoothly as of yore. Only the Only being the nat ural sequence of the But referred to some time since Mr. and Mrs. Perkins changed their minds about the French nurse, and it came about in this way : " Thaddeus," said Bessie, after the Brad- leys had departed, "what is the tile of a rockin - orse ?" "I don t know. Why?" asked Thad- deus. " Why, don t you remember," she said, "young Harry Bradley accused Jennie of pulling out the tile of his rockin - orse ?" << Oh yes ! Ha, ha I" laughed Thad- deus. "So she did. I know now. Tile is cockney for tail." " Did you notice the accent those chil dren had ?" AN OBJECT-LESSON 11& "Yes." "All got from the nurse, too ?" "True." " Ah, Teddy, what do yon think of our getting a French maid, after all ? Don t you think that we d run a great risk ?" "Of what?" "Of having Ted speak er cockney French." "H m yes. Very likely," said Thad- deus. "I d thought of that myself, and, I guess, perhaps we d better stick to Irish." " So do I. We can correct any ten dency to a brogue, don t you think ?" "Certainly," said Thaddeus. "Or, if we couldn t, it wouldn t be fatal to the boy s prospects. It might even help him if he " "Help him? If what ?" " If he ever went into politics," said Perkins. And that was the object-lesson which a kindly fate gave to the Perkinses in 120 PASTE JEWELS time to prevent their engaging a French maid for the children. As to its value as a lesson, as to the value of its results, those who are famil iar with French as spoken by nurse- instructed youths can best judge. I am not unduly familiar with that or any other kind of French, but I have ideas in the matter. THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS THAT you may thoroughly comprehend how it happened that on last Christmas Day Thaddeus meted out gifts of value so unprecedented to the domestics of what he has come to call his " menagerie"- the term menage having seemed to him totally inadequate to express the state of affairs in his household I must go back to the beginning of last autumn, and nar rate a few of the incidents that took place between that period and the season of Peace on Earth and Good -will to Men. Should I not do so there would be many, I doubt not, who would deem Thaddeus s course unjustifiable, especially when we are all agreed that Christmas Day should 124 PASTE JEWELS be for all sorts and conditions of men the gladdest, happiest day of all the year. Thaddeus and Bessie and the little Thad had returned to their attractive home after an absence of two months in a section of the Adirondacks whither the march of civilization had not carried such comforts as gas, good beds, and other lux uries, to which the little family had be come so accustomed that real camp-life, with its beds of balsam, lights of tallow, and "fried coffee," possessed no charms for them. They were all renewed in spir it and quite ready to embark once more upon the troubled seas of house-keeping; and, as they saw it on that first night at home, their crew was a most excellent one. The cook rose almost to the exalted level of a chef in the estimation of Thad deus as course upon course, to the num ber of seven, each made up of some deli cacy of the season, came to the table and received the indorsement which comes from, total consumption. They were well served, too, these courses ; and the two THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 125 heads of the family, when Mary, the wait ress, would enter the butler s pantry, leav ing them alone and unobserved, nodded their satisfaction to each other across the snow-white cloth, and by means of certain well-established signals, such as shaking their own hands and winking the left eye simultaneously, with an almost vicious jerk of the head, silently congratulated themselves upon the prospects of a peace ful future in a domestic sense. " That was just the best dinner I have had in centuries, 7 said Thaddeus, as they adjourned to the library after the meal was over. <f The broiled chicken was so good, Bess, that for a moment I wished I were a bachelor again, so that I could have it all ; and after I got over my first feeling of hesitation over the oysters, and realized that it was September with an R belated, it is true, but still there and ate six of them, I think I could have gone down -stairs and given cook a diamond ring with seven solitaires in it and a re ceipted bill for a seal-skin sacque. I don t 126 PASTE JEWELS see how we ever could have thought of discharging her last June, do you ?" "It was a good dinner," said Bessie, discreetly ignoring the allusion to their intentions in June ; for she had a well- defined recollection that at that time Bridget had given signs of emotional in sanity every time she was asked to pre pare a five-o clock breakfast for Thaddeus and his friends, to the number of six, who had acquired the habit of going oft on little shooting trips every Saturday, mak ing the home of Thaddeus their head quarters over Sunday, when the game the huntsmen had bagged the day before had to be plucked, cleaned, and cooked by her own hands for dinner. "And it was nicely selected, too/ she added. " Isome- times think that Fll let Bridget do the ordering at the market." "H m! Well," said Thaddeus, shak ing his head dubiously, "I haven t a doubt that Bridget could do it, and would be very glad to do it ; but I don t believe in setting a cook up in business." THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 127 " How do you mean ?" " I mean that I haven t any doubt that Bridget would in a very short time be come a highly successful produce-broker with bull tendencies. The chicken mar ket would be buoyant, and the quotations on the Stock Exchange of, say, B., S., and P.-U.-C. otherwise, Beef, Succotash, and Picked-Up-Codfish would rise to the highest point in years. Why, my dear, by Christmas-time cook would have our surplus in her own pocket-book ; and in the place of the customary five oranges and an apple she would receive from the butcher a Christmas-card in the shape of a check of massive, if not graceful, pro portions. No, Bess, I think the old way is the best." "Perhaps it is. By-the-way, John has kept the grounds looking well, hasn t he ? The lawn doesn t seem to have a weed on it," said Bessie, walking to the window and gazing out at the soft velvety sward in the glow of twilight. " Yes, it looks pretty well ; but there s 128 PASTE JEWELS a small heap of stuff over there near the fence which rather inclines me to believe that the weeds have been pulled out with in the last few days in fact, since you wrote to announce our return. John is an energetic man in an emergency, and I haven t a doubt he has been here at least once a week ever since we left. Fll keep a record of John this fall." And so the two contented home-comers talked happily along, and when they closed their eyes in sleep that night they were, upon the whole, very well satisfied with life. Weeks elapsed, and with them some of the air-castles collapsed. Whether cus tom staled the infinite variety of the cook s virtues, and age withered the efficiency of Mary, the waitress, or whether some thing was really and radically wrong with the girls, Thaddeus and Bessie could not make out. Certain it was, however, that by slow degrees the sat isfaction for which that first dinner seemed to stand as guarantor wore away, THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 129 and dissatisfaction entered the household. Mary developed a fondness for church at most inconvenient hours hours at which, in fact, neither Thaddeus nor Bessie had ever supposed church could be. That it was eternal they both knew, but they had always supposed there were intermissions. Then the cook s family, which had hith erto been moderately healthful, began to show signs of invalidism, though no such calamity as actual dissolution ever set its devastating step within the charmed circle of her relatives. Cousins fell ill whom she alone could comfort ; nephews developed maladies for which she alone could care ; and, according to Thaddeus s record, John had been compelled on penalty of a fine to attend the funerals of some twenty -four deceased intimate friends in less than two months, although the newspapers contained no mention of the existence of a possible epidemic in the Celtic quarter. It is true that John showed a more pronounced desire to make his absence less inconvenient to his 130 PASTE JEWELS employer than did Mary and the cook, by providing a substitute when the An cient Order of Funereal Hibernians com pelled him to desert the post of duty ; but Thaddeus declared the " remedy worse than the disease," for the reason that John s substitute his own brother-in- law was a weaver by trade, whose bas kets the public did not appreciate, and whose manner of cutting grass in the early fall and of tending furnace later on was atrocious. " If I could hire that man in summer," Thaddeus remarked one night when John s substitute had "fixed" the fur nace so that the library resembled a cold- storage room, "I think we could make this house an arctic paradise. He seems to have a genius for taking warmth by the neck and shaking enough degrees of heat out of it to turn a conflagration into an iceberg. I think I ll tell the Fire Com missioners about him." " He can t compare with John," was Bessie s answer to this. THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 131 "No. I think that s why John sends him here when he is off riding in car riages in honor of his deceased chums. By the side of Dennis, John is a jewel/ "John is very faithful with the fur nace/ said Bessie. " He never lets it go down. Why, day before yesterday I turned off every register in the house, and even then had to open all the win dows to keep from suffocating." " But that wasn t all John, my dear," said Thaddeus. "The Weather Bureau had something to do with it. It was a warm day for this season of the year, anyhow. If John could combine the two businesses of selling coal and feeding furnaces, I think he would become a millionaire. And, by-the-way, I think you ought to speak to him, Bess, about the windows. Since you gave him the work of window- cleaning to do, it is evident that he thinks I have nothing to say in the mat ter, for he persistently ignores my re quests that he clean them in squares as they are made, and not rub up a little 132 PASTE JEWELS circle in the middle, so that they look like blocks of opalescent glass with plate- glass bulls -eyes let into the centre. Look at them now." " Dennis did that. John had to go to Mount Vernon with his militia company to-day/ 7 "Ah I Dennis is well named, for his name is But never mind. I ll credit John with his twelfth day off in four weeks." From John to Bridget, in the matter of days off, was an easy step, though such was Bessie s consummate diplomacy that Thaddeus would probably have contin ued in ignorance of the extent to which Bridget absented herself had they not both taken occasion one day to visit some relatives in Philadelphia, and on their return home at night found no dinner awaiting them. "What s the matter now ?" asked Thad deus, a little crossly, perhaps, for visiting relatives in Philadelphia invariably irri tated him possibly because he and they THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 133 did not agree in politics, and their as sumption that Thaddeus s party was en tirely made up of the ignorant and self- seeking was galling to him. " Why isn t dinner ready ?" " Mary says that an hour after we left cook got a telegram from New York say ing that her brother was dying, and she had to go right off." " I thought that brother was dying last week ?" " No ; that was her mother s brother. He got well. This is another person entirely." "Naturally," snapped Thaddeus. "But next time we get a cook let s have one whose relatives are all dead, or in the old country, where they can t be reached. I m tired of this business." " Well, you shouldn t be cross with me about it, Thad," said Bessie, with a teary look in her eyes. " I have to put up with a great deal more of it than you have, only you never know of it. Why, I ve cooked one-half of my own luncheons in the last month." 134 PASTE JEWELS " And the dinners, too, I ll wager/ growled Thaddens. " No ; she s always got home for din ner heretofore." " Well, we ll keep a record -book for her, too, then. And we ll be generous with her. We ll allow her just as I was allowed in college twenty-five per cent, in cuts. If she has twenty-five and a fifth per cent, she goes." " I don t think I understand," said Bessie. " Well, we ll put it this way : There are thirty days in a month. That means ninety meals a month. If she cooks sixty- seven and a half of them she can stay ; if she fails to cook the other twenty-two and a half she can stay ; but woe be unto her if she slips up by even so little as a millionth part of the sixty-eighth !" " I don t see how you can manage the half part of it." "We ll leave that to her," said Thad- deus, firmly ; " and, what is more, we ll put John and Mary on the same basis, THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 135 and Dennis we won t have on any basis at all. A man who will take advantage of his brother s absence at a wake to black the shoes of that brother s only employer with stove-polish is not the kind of a man I want to have around." " It will be a very good plan/ said Bessie, " for all except Mary. Her ab sences she cannot well avoid. She has to go to church." " How many times a week does she have to go ?" queried Thaddens. " She is required to go to confession." "Well, let her reform, and then she ll have nothing to go to confession for. I don t believe that s where she goes, either. I notice that one-half those evenings she takes off, permitting me to mind the front door, and enabling us both to acquire proficiency in the art of helping ourselves at dinner, there s a fireman s ball or a policeman s hop or a letter-carriers the atre party going on somewhere in the county, and it s my belief the worship ping she does on these occasions is at the 136 PASTE JEWELS shrine of Terpsichore or that of Melpom ene, which is a heathen custom and not to be tolerated here. If she s so fond of living in church we can quote to her Hamlet s advice to Ophelia Get thee to a nunnery ! Why, Bess, I was morti fied to death the other night when Brad ley dined here. He s all the time brag ging about his menagerie, and I tried to bluff him out and make him believe we were waited on by angels in disguise, and you know what happened. He came, saw, and I was regularly knocked out. You let us in ; we waited on ourselves ; cook had prepared the seven-o clock din ner at five to give her a chance to go to the hospital to see her brother - in - law with the measles ; John had one of his Central -African fires on, and Bradley s laughing about it yet." " Mr. Bradley was very disagreeable the other night, anyhow, 7 sniffed Bes sie. "He acted as if he were camping out !" "Well, I can t honestly say I blame him THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 137 for that," retorted Tliaddeus. " It only needed a balsam bed and a hole in the roof to let the rain in on him to com plete the illusion." Finally, December came, and the ten dencies of absenteeism on the part of the servants showed no signs of abatement. They were remonstrated with, but it made no difference. They didn t go out, they declared, because they wanted to, but be cause they had to. Cook couldn t let her relatives go unattended. Mary s religious scruples simply dragged her out of the house, try as she would to stay in ; and nq for John, as long as Dennis was on hand to take his place he couldn t see why Mr. Perkins was dissatisfied. To tell the truth, John had recently imbibed some more or less capitalistic or anticapital- istic doctrines, and he was quite inca pable of understanding why, if a street- contractor, for instance, was permitted by the laws of the land to sublet the work for which he had contracted, he, John, should not be permitted to sub- 138 PASTE JEWELS let bis contract to Dennis, piecemeal, or even as a whole, if lie saw fit to do so. Thaddeus, seeing that Bessie was very much upset by the condition of affairs, had said little about it since Thanksgiv ing Day, when he had said about as much as the subject warranted after a six- course dinner had been hurried through in one hour, two courses having been omitted that Bridget might catch the train leaving for J\ r ew York at 3.10. Nor would he have said anything further than the final words of dismissal had he not come home late one afternoon to dress for a dinner at his club, when he discov ered that, owing to the usual causes, the week s wash, which the combined efforts of cook and waitress should have finished that day, was delayed twenty-four hours, the consequence being that Thaddeus had to telephone to the haberdashery for a dress-shirt and collar. "It s bad enough having one s wife buy these things for one, but when it comes THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 139 to having a salesman sell you over a tele phone the style of shirt and collar he always wears himself/ it is maddening," began Thaddeus, and then he went on at such an outrageous rate that Bessie became hysterical, and Thaddeus s con science would not permit of his going out at all that night, and that was the begin ning of the end. " I ll fix "em at Christmas-time," said Thaddeus. "You won t forget them at Christmas, I hope, Thad," said Bessie, whose forgiv ing nature would not hear of anything so ungenerous as forgetting the servants dur ing the holidays. " No," laughed Thaddeus. " I won t forget ern. I ll give em all the very things they like best." " Oh, I see," smiled Bessie. " On the coals-of-fire principle. Well, I shouldn t wonder but it would work admirably. Perhaps they ll be so ashamed they ll do better." " Perhaps if the coals do not burn too 140 PASTE JEWELS deep," said Thaddeus, with a significant smile. Christmas Eve arrived, and little Thad s tree was dressed, the gifts were arranged beneath it, and all seemed in readiness for the dawning of the festal day, when Bessie, taking a mental inventory of the packages and discovering nothing among them for the servants save her own usu al contribution of a dress and a pair of gloves for each, turned and said to Thad deus : " Where are the hot coals ?" " The what ?" asked Thaddeus. " The coals of fire for the girls and John." " Oh !" Thaddeus replied, " I have em in the library. I don t think they ll go well with the tree." ee What are they ?" queried Bess, with a natural show of curiosity. " Checks ?" " Yes, partly," said Thaddeus. "Mary is to have a check for $16, Bridget one for $18, and John one for $40." " Why, Thaddeus, that s extravagant. THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS HI Now, my dear, there s no use of your doing anything of that " Wait and see," said Thaddeus. " But, Teddy !" Bessie remonstrated. " Those are the amounts of their wages. You will spoil them, and if I "As I said before, wait, Bess, wait I" said Thaddeus, calmly. " You ll understand the whole scheme to-morrow, after break fast/ And she did, and when she did she al most wished for a moment that she didn t, for after breakfast Thaddeus summoned the three offenders into his presence, and the effect was not altogether free from painful features to the forgiving Bess. " Bridget," Thaddeus said, " do you remember what Mrs. Perkins gave you last Christmas ?" " I do not !" replied Bridget, rather uncompromisingly ; for it was a matter of history that she thought Mrs. Perkins on the last Christmas festival had shown signs of parsimony in giving her a calico gown instead of one of silk. 142 PASTE JEWELS " Well, you won t forget next year what you got this/ said Thaddeus, dry ly. "Here is an envelope containing $18, the amount of your wages until Jan uary 1st. Mary, what did you get last Christmas ?" "A box of candy, sir." "Nothing else?" "I believe there was a dress of some kind. I gave it to my cousin." "Good. I am glad you were so gen erous. Here is an envelope for you. It has $16 in it, your wages up to January 1st," Bessie stood in the door-way, a mute witness to what seemed to her an incom prehensible scene. "John, what did you get ?" "Foive dollars an a day off." " And a two-dollar bill for Dennis, eh ?" "Dennis got that." " True. Well, John, here s $40 for you that pays you until January 1st. Now, it strikes me that, considering the behav ior of you three people, I am very gener- THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF THADDEUS 143 ons to pay you your wages a week in ad vance, but I am not going to stop there. I have studied you all very carefully, and I ve tried to discover what it is you are fondest of. Cook and Mary do not seem to care much for dresses, though I believe there are dresses and gloves under the tree for them, which fact they will doubt less forget by next Christmas Day. The five dollars and a day off John seems to remember, though from his manner of recalling it I do not think his remem brance is a very pleasing one. Now I ve found out what it is you all like the best, and Fm going to give it to you." Here the trio endeavored to appear gra cious, though they were manifestly un easy and a bit dissatisfied with what John would have called " the Inks of t ings." " Cook, from the 1st of January, may go to her relatives, and stay until they re every one of them restored to health, if it takes forty years. Mary may consider herself presented with sixty years vaca tion without pay ; and for you, John, I 144 PASTE JEWELS have written this letter of recommenda tion to the proprietors of a large under taking establishment in New York, who will, I trust, engage you as a chief mourn er, or perhaps hearse-driver, for the bal ance of your days. At any rate, you, too, after January 1st, may consider yourself free to go to any funeral or militia exer cises, or anything else you may choose to honor with your presence, at your own ex pense. You are all given leave of absence without pay until further notice. I wish you a merry Christmas. Good-morning." There were no farewells in the house that day ; and inasmuch as there was no Christmas dinner either, Thaddeus and Bessie did not miss the service of the waitress, who, when last seen, was walk ing airily off towards the station, accom panied by the indignant John and a bun dle-laden cook. Next day their trunks went also. " It was rather a hard thing to do on Christmas Day, Thaddeus," said Bessie, a little later. THE CHRISTMAS GIFTS OF TIIADDEUS 145 "Oh no," quibbled Thaddeus. " It was very easy under the circumstances, and quite appropriate. This is the time of peace on earth and good -will to men. The only way for us to have peace on eart.li was to get rid of those two women ; and as for John, he has my good-will, now that he is no longer in my employ." A STRANGE BANQUET A STRANGE BANQUET "THADDEUS," said Bessie to her hus band as they sat at breakfast one morn ing, shortly after the royal banquet over which Grimmiris " had presided, " did you hear anything strange in the house last night ? Something like a footstep in the hall ?" " No," said Thaddeus. " I slept like a top last night. I didn t hear anything. Did you ?" "I thought so," said Bessie. "About two o clock I waked up with a start, and while it may have been a sort of waking dream, I was almost certain I heard a rustling sound out in the hall, and im mediately after a creaking on the stairs, as though there was somebody there." "Well, why on earth didn t you wake 150 PASTE JEWELS me, Bess?" returned Thaddeus. "I could easily have decided the matter by getting up and investigating." " That was why I didn t wake you, Ted dy. I d a great deal rather lose the silver or anything else in the house a burglar might want than have you hit on the head with a sand -club/ said Bessie. "You men are too brave." "Thank you," said Thaddeus, with a smile, as he thought of a certain discus sion he had had not long before at the club, in which he and several other brave men had reached the unanimous conclu sion that the best thing to do at dead of night, with burglars in the house, was to crawl down under the bedclothes and snore as loudly as possible. "Neverthe less, my dear, you should have told me." " I will next time," said Bessie. " Was anything in the house dis turbed ?" Thaddeus asked. "No," said Bessie. "Not a thing, as far as I can find out. Mary says that everything was all right when she came A STRANGE BANQUET 161 down, and the cook apparently found things straight, because she hasn t said anything." So Thaddeus and Bessie made up their minds that the latter had been dreaming, and that nothing was wrong. Two or three days later, however, they changed their minds on the subject. There was something decidedly wrong, but what it was they could not discover. They were both awakened by a rustling sound in the hallway, outside of their room, and this time there was a creak on the stairs that was unmistakable. " Don t move, Thaddeus," said Bessie, in a terrified whisper, as Thaddeus made a brave effort to get up and personally investigate. " I wouldn t have you hurt for all the world, and there isn t a thing dow T n-stairs they can take that we can t afford to lose." Thaddeus felt very much as Bessie did, and it would have pleased him much bet ter to lie quietly where he was than run the risk of an encounter with thieves. 152 PASTE JEWELS He had been brave enough in the com pany of men to advocate cowardice in an emergency of just this sort, but now that this same course was advocated by his wife, he saw it in a different light. Pru dence was possible, cowardice was not. He must get up, and get up he did ; but before going out of his room he secured his revolver, which had lain untouched and unloaded in his bureau -drawer for two years, and then advanced cautiously to the head of the stairs and listened Bessie meanwhile having buried her face in her pillow as a possible means of as suaging her fears. It is singular what a soothing effect a soft feather pillow some times has upon the agitated nerves if the nose of the agitated person is thrust far enough into its yielding surface. "Who is there?" cried Thaddeus, standing at the head of the stairs, his knees all of a shake, but whether from fear or from cold, as an admirer of Thad deus I prefer not to state. Apparently the stage-whisper in which A STRANGE BANQUET 153 this challenge to a possible burglar was uttered rendered it unavailing, for there was no reply ; but that there was some one below who could reply Thaddeus was now convinced, for there were sounds in the library sounds, however, suggestive of undue attention to domestic duties rather than of that which fate has map ped out for house-breakers. The library floor was apparently being swept. " That s the biggest idiot of a burglar Fve ever heard of," said Thaddeus, re turning to his room. " Wh-wha-what, d -dud- dear ?" mum bled Mrs. Perkins, burying her ear in the pillow for comfort now that she was com pelled to take her nose away so that she might talk intelligibly. " I say that burglar must be an idiot," repeated Thaddeus. "What do you sup pose he is doing now ?" " Wh-wha-what, d-dud-dear ?" asked Bessie, apparently unable to think of any formula other than this in speaking, since this was the second time she had used it. 154 PASTE JEWELS " He is sweeping the library." " Then you must not go down/ 7 cried Bessie, sitting up, and losing her fear for a moment in her anxiety for her hus band s safety. " A burglar you might manage, but a maniac " "I must go, Bess," said Thaddeus, firmly. " Then Fm going with you," said Mrs. Perkins, with equal firmness. " Now, Bess, don t be foolish," return ed Thaddeus, his face assuming a graver expression than his wife had ever seen there. " This is my work, and it is none of yours. I positively forbid you to stir out of this room. I shall be very careful, and you need have no concern for me. I shall go down the backstairs and around by the porch, and peep in through the li brary window first. The moonlight will be sufficient to enable me to see all that is necessary." "Very well," acquiesced Bessie, "only do be careful." Thaddeus donned his long bath-robe, A STRANGE BANQUET 155 put on his slippers, and started to de scend. The stairs were so dark that he could with difficulty proceed and per haps it was just as well for Thaddeus that they were. If there had been light enough for him to see two great glaring eyes that stared at him through that darkness out from the passageway at the foot of the stairs, upon which he turned his back when he went out upon the porch, it is not unlikely that a very se rious climax to his strange experience would have been reached then and there. As it was, he saw nothing, but kept straight ahead, stepped noiselessly out upon the piazza, crept stealthily along in the soft light of the moon, until he reached the library window. There he stopped and listened. All was still with in so still that the beating of his heart seemed like the hammering of a sledge upon an anvil by contrast. Then, rais ing himself cautiously upon his toes, he peered through the window into the room, the greater part of which was made visi- 156 PASTE JEWELS ble by the wealth of the moon s light streaming into it. " Humph!" said Thaddeus, after he had directed his searching gaze into ev ery corner. " There isn t anybody there at all. Most incomprehensible thing I ever heard of." Kising, he walked back to the piazza door, and went thence boldly into the library and lit the gas. His piazza obser vations were then verified, for the room was devoid of life, save for Thaddeus s own presence; but upon the floor before the hearth was a broom, and there were evidences also that the sweeping sounds he had heard had been caused by no less an instrument than this, for in the corner of the fireplace was a heap of dust, cigar ashes, and scraps of paper, which Thad- deus remembered had been upon the hearth in greater or less quantity when he had turned out the gas to retire a few hours before. " This is a serious matter," he said to himself. "Something is wrong, and I A STRANGE BANQUET 157 doubt if there have been burglars in the house ; but I can ascertain that with out trouble. If the doors and windows are all secure the trouble is inter nal/ Every accessible door and window on the basement and first floor was examined, and, with the exception of the piazza door, which Thaddeus remembered to have un locked himself a few minutes before, ev ery lock was fastened. The disturbance had come from within. "And Bess must never know it," said he; "it would worry her to death." And then came a thought to Thaddeus s mind that almost stopped the beating of his heart. "Unless she has discovered it in my absence," he gasped. In an instant he was mounting the stairs to hasten to Bessie s side, as though some terrible thing were pursuing him. "Well, what was it, Ted?" she asked, as he entered tne room. Perkins gave a sigh of relief. All was safe enough above-stairs at least. 158 PASTE JEWELS "Nothing much," said Thaddeus, in a moment. "There is no one below." " But what could it have been ?" " I haven t the slightest idea/ said Thaddeus, "unless it was a stray cat in the house. The sweeping sound may have been caused by a cat scratching its collar or purring or or something. At any rate, things appear to be all right, my dear, so let s go to sleep." Thaddeus s assumed confidence in the rightness of everything, rather than his explanations, was convincing to Mrs. Perkins, and in a very short while she was sleeping the sleep of the just and se rene ; but to Thaddeus s eye there came no more sleep that night, and when morning came he rose unrefreshed. There were two problems confronting him. The first was to solve the mystery of the swept library floor ; the second was to do this without arousing his wife s suspicions that anything was wrong. To do the first he deemed it necessary to remain at home that day, which was easy, for Thaddeus A STRANGE BANQUET 159 was more or less independent of office- work. "I m glad you re not going down/ said Mrs. Perkins, when he announced his intention of remaining at home. "You will be able to make up for your loss of sleep last night." " Yes/ said Thaddeus. " It s the only thing I can do, I m so played out." Breakfast passed off pleasantly in spite of a great drawback the steak was burned almost to a crisp, and the fried potatoes were like chips of wood. " Margaret seems to be unfamiliar with the art of cooking this morning/ said Thaddeus. "So it would seem," said Bessie. " This steak is horrible." "The worst part of it is," said Thadde us, "she has erred on the wrong side. If the steak were underdone it wouldn t be so bad. Isn t it a pity Edison can t in vent a machine to rarefy an overdone steak ?" "That would be a fine idea," smiled 160 PASTE JEWELS Bessie. "And to take a Saratoga chip and make it less like a chip off a granite block." "I don t mind the potatoes so much/ said Thaddeus. " I can break them up in a bowl of milk and secure a gastronomic novelty that, suitably seasoned, isn t at all bad, but the steak is hopeless." "Maybe she heard that cat last night, and thought it was a burglar, just as we did/ Bessie suggested. " I can t account for a breakfast like this in any other way, can you ?" " No," said Thaddeus, shortly, and then he had an idea ; and when Thaddeus had an idea he was apt to become extremely reticent. "Poor Thad !" thought Bessie, as she noted his sudden change of demeanor. "He can t stand loss of sleep." The morning was spent by Thaddeus in the " noble pastime of snooping," as he called it. The house was searched by him in a casual sort of way from top to bottom for a clew to the mystery, but without avail. Several times he went below to the A STRANGE BANQUET 161 cellar, ostensibly to inspect his coal sup ply, really to observe the demeanor of Margaret, the cook. Barring an unusu al pallor upon her cheek, she appeared to be as she always had been ; but with the waitress it was different. Mary was evi dently excited over something, but over what Thaddeus could not, of course, de termine at that time. Later in the day, however, the cause of her perturbation came out, and Thaddeus s effort to keep Bessie from anxiety over the occurrence of the night before was rendered unavail ing. It was at luncheon. The table was set in a most peculiar fashion. The only china upon it was from an old set which had been discarded a year previous to the time of this story, and Bessie naturally wanted to know why, and the waitress broke down. "It s it s all we have, ma am," said she, her eyes filling with tears. " All we have ?" echoed Mrs. Perkins in surprise. " Why, what do you mean ? Where is the other set ?" 11 162 PASTE JEWELS " I don t know/ protested the waitress. "You don t know?" said Thaddeus, taking the matter in hand. " AVhy don t you know ? Isn t the china a part of your care ?" "Yes, sir/ replied the maid, "but it s gone, sir, and I don t know where." " When did you miss it ?" asked Thad- deus. " Not until I came to set the table for lunch." " Was it in its proper place at break fast-time ?" "I didn t notice, sir. The breakfast dishes were all there, but I don t remem ber seeing the other plates. I didn t think to look." "Then it wasn t a cat," said Bessie, sinking back into her chair ; "we have been robbed." "Well, it s the first time on record, I guess, that thieves have ever robbed a man of his china," said Thaddeus, calm ly. "Have you looked for the plates?" he added, addressing the waitress. A STRANGE BANQUET 163 "No, sir," she replied, simply. "Where could I look ?" "That s so where?" said Bessie. " There isn t much use looking for dishes when they disappear like that. They aren t like whisk-brooms or button hooks to be mislaid easily. "We have been robbed ; that s all there is about that." "Oh, well/ said Thaddeus, "let s eat lunch, and see about it afterwards." This was quite easy to say, but to eat under the circumstances was too much for either of the young householders. The luncheon left the table practically un touched ; and when it was over Thad deus called his man into the house, wrote a note to the police-station, asking for an officer in citizen s clothes at once, and despatched it by him, with the injunc tion to let very little grass grow under his feet on the way down to headquarters. He then summoned the waitress into the library. " Have you said anything to Margaret about the china ?" he asked. 164 PASTE JEWELS "Yes, sir," she replied. "What did you say?" "I told her as how wasn t it funny the way it had went, sir." "And what did she say ?" "Nothing, sir. Only she seemed to think it was funny, because she laughed." "And what did you say then ?" " Nothing, Mr. Perkins. Margaret and me have very little conversation, because she don t fancy me, and prefers talkin to herself like." " H m !" said Thaddeus. " Talks to herself, does she ?" "All the time, sir," returned the wait ress, "and she seems very fond of it, sir. She laughs, and says things, and then laughs again. She does it by the hour." " How long has this been going on ?" "About a week, sir. I noticed it first last time I had my day out. I didn t get in until nearly eleven o clock, and I found her sitting at the table havin supper and talkin and laughin like as though there was folks around." A STRANGE BANQUET 105 " She was entirely alone, was she ?" asked Thaddens. "Yes, sir." " What did yon do when yon came in ?" " I said Hello to her and sat down op posite to her at the table, where there was a place set, and I told her I was glad she had something to eat and a place set for me, because I hadn t had any supper and I was hungry, sir." " Did she make any reply ?" " No, sir. She looked at me kind of indignant, and turned out the gas and went up to bed, leavin me in the dark." Thaddeus s brow grew thoughtful again. It wrinkled into a half-dozen lines as he asked : " Why didn t you speak of this before ?" " It ain t for me to be telling tales, Mr. Perkins," she said. "All cooks as I ve lived with is queer like, and I didn t think any more about it." "All right," said Thaddeus. "You may go. Only, Mary, don t speak of the plates 166 PASTE JEWELS again to Margaret. Say as little to her as you can, in fact, about anything. If you notice anything queer, report to me at once." The waitress left the room, and Thad- deus turned to his desk. It was plain from his appearance that light was begin ning to be let in on places that up to this point had been more or less dark to him, although, as a matter of fact, he could not in any way account for the mystery of the vanished plates any more than he could for the sweeping of the library in the still hours of the night. He had an idea as to who the culprit was, and what that idea was is plain enough to us, but the question of motive was the great puzzle to him now. " If she did take them, why should she ?" was the problem he was trying to solve ; and then, as if his trials were not already great enough for one day, Bessie broke excitedly into the room. " Thaddeus !" she cried, "there s some thing wrong in this house ; my best table- A STRANGE BANQUET 167 cloth is missing, our dessert-spoons are gone, and what do you suppose has hap pened ?" I don t know a volcano has devel oped in the cellar, I suppose," said Thad- deus. "No," said Bessie, "it isn t as bad as that ; but the ice - cream man has tele phoned up to know whether we want the cream for dinner or for eleven o clock, according to the order as he understands it." "Well," said Thaddeus, "I don t see anything very unusual in an ice - cream man s needing to be told three or four times what is expected of him." "But I never ordered any cream at all," said Bessie. "Ah," said Thaddeus, " that s different. Did you tell Partinelli so ?" "I did, and he said he was sure he wasn t mistaken, because he had taken the order himself." " From you ?" "No, from Margaret." 168 PASTE JEWELS "Then it s all right/ said Thaddens ; "it s a clew that fits very nicely into my theory of our recent household disturb ances. If you will wait, I think things will begin to develop very shortly, and then we shall be able to dismiss this in dictment against the cat we thought we heard last night." " Do you think Margaret is dishonest ?" "I don t know," said Thaddeus. "I shouldn t be surprised if she had friends with taking ways ; in other words, my dear, I suspect that Margaret is in league with people outside of this house who profit by her mistaken notions as to how to be generous ; but I can t prove it yet." " But what are you going to do ?" "Set a watch. I have sent for a de tective," said Thaddeus. This was too much for Bessie. She was simply overcome, and she sat squarely down upon the arm-chair, which fortu nately was immediately behind her. I think that if it had not been, she would have plumped down upon the floor. A STRANGE BANQUET 1G9 "Detective !" she gasped. "Exactly," said Thacldeus, "and here he comes/ he added, as a carriage was driven up to the door and one of the cit izen police descended therefrom. " You would better leave us to talk over this matter together/ said Thad- deus, as he hastened to the door. "We shall be able to manage it entirely, and the details might make you nervous." " I couldn t be more nervous than I am/ said Bessie ; " but I ll leave you just the same." Whereupon she went to her room, and Thaddeus, for an hour, was closeted Avith the detective, to whom he detailed the whole story. "It s one of the two," said the latter, when Thaddeus had finished, "and I agree with you it is more likely to be the cook than the waitress. If it was the waitress, she couldn t have stood your examination as well as you say she did. Perhaps I d better see her, though, and talk to her myself." 170 PASTE JEWELS "No, I shouldn t/ said Thaddeus ; " we ll pass you off as a business ac quaintance of mine up from town, and you can stay all night and watch devel opments." 80 it was arranged. The detective was introduced into the family as a correspon dent of Thaddeus s firm,, and he settled down to watch the household. Afternoon and evening went by without develop ments, and at about eleven o clock every light in the house was extinguished, and the whole family, from the head of the house to the cook, had apparently retired. At half -past eleven, however, there were decided signs of life within the walls of Thaddeus s home. The clew was working satisfactorily, and the complete revelation of the mystery was close at hand. The remainder of the narrative can best be told in the words of the detective : "When Mr. Perkins sent for me," he said, "and told me all that had happened, I made up my mind that he had a servant in his house for whom the police had been A STRANGE BANQUET 171 on the lookout for some time. I thought she was a certain Ellen Malony, alias Bridget O Shaughnessy, alias many other names, who was nothing more nor less than the agent of a clever band of thieves who had lifted thousands of dollars of swag in the line of household silver, valu able books, diamonds, and other things from private houses, where she had been employed in various capacities. I could not understand why she should have made way with the dishes and Mrs. Perkins s table-cloth, but there s no accounting for tastes of people in that line of business, so I didn t bother much trying to reason that matter out. "After we d had dinner and spent the evening in Mr. Perkins s library, the fam ily went to bed, and I pretended to do the same. Instead of really going to bed, I waited my chance and slipped down the stairs into the dining-room, and got under the table. At eleven o clock the maid servants went up to their rooms, and at quarter-past there wasn t a light burning 172 PASTE JEWELS in the house. I sat there in the dining- room waiting, and just as the clock struck half -past eleven I heard a noise out on the stairs, and in less than half a min ute a sulphur match was struck almost over my head under the table, and there stood the cook, her face livid as that of a dead person, and in her hand she held a candle, which she lit with the match. From where I was I could see everything she did, which was not much. She sim ply gathered up all the table fixings she could, and started down -stairs into the kitchen with em. Then I went up to Mr. Perkins s room and called him. lie put on his clothes and got out his revolver, when we stole down-stairs together, leav ing Mrs. Perkins up-stairs, with her boy s nurse a-nd the waitress to keep her com pany. "In a second we were in the laundry, which was as dark as the ace of spades, except where the light from four gas-jets in the kitchen streamed in through the half -open door. Mr. Perkins was for A STRANGE BANQUET 173 pouncing in on the cook at once, but I was after the rest of the gang as much as I was for the cook, and I persuaded him to wait ; and, by thunder, we were paid for waiting. It was the queerest case I ever had. That woman looking for all the world like a creature from some other part of the universe than this earth, her eyes burn ing like two huge coals, her cheeks as yellow and clear as so much wax, and her lips blue-white, with a great flaming red tongue sort of laid between them worked liku a slave cleaning the floor, polishing the range, and scrubbing the table. Then she dusted all tho chairs, and, produc ing the missing table-cloth, she laid it snow-white upon the table. In two min utes more the lost china was brought to light out of the flour-barrel, polished off, and set upon the table enough for twenty people. The dining-room things I had seen her take she arranged as tastefully as any one could want, and then the finest lay-out in the way of salads, cakes, fruits, 174 PASTE JEWELS and other good things I ever saw was brought in from the cellar. To do all this took a marvellously short time. , It was five minutes of midnight when she got through, and then she devoted three minutes to looking after herself. She whisked out a small hand - glass and touched up her hair a bit. Then she washed her hands and pinned some roses on her dress, smiled a smile I can never forget in my life, and opened the kitchen door and went out. " She s going to give a supper ! whis pered Mr. Perkins. " It looks like it/ said I. -And a mighty fine one at that/ "In a minute she came back with a pail, in which were four bottles of cham pagne, in her hand. This she took into the cellar, returning to the kitchen as the clock struck twelve. "Then the queerest part began," said the detective. " For ten minutes by the clock people were apparently arriving, though, as far as Mr. Perkins or I could A STRANGE BANQUET 175 see, there wasn t a soul in the kitchen be sides Margaret. She was talking away like one possessed. Every once in a while she d stop in the middle of a sen tence and rush to the door and shake hands with some, to us invisible, arrival. Then she d walk in with them, chatting and laughing. Several times she went through the motion of taking people s hats, and finally, if we could judge from her actions, she had em all seated at the table. She passed salads all around, help ing each guest herself. She sent them fruit and cakes, and then she brought out the wine, which she distributed in the same fashion. She also apologized be cause some ice - cream she had ordered hadn t come. " When the invisible guests appeared to have had all they could eat, she began the chatty part again, and never seemed to be disturbed but once, when she re quested some one not to sing so loud for fear of disturbing the family. "Altogether it was the weirdest and 176 PASTE JEWELS rummest thing Fd ever seen in my life. We watched it for one full hour, and then we quit because she did. At one o clock she apparently bade her guests good night, after which she gathered up and put away all the eatables there were left and, of course, everything but what she had eaten herself still remained cleaned all the dishes, restored them to their proper places in the dining-room pantry, and went back up-stairs to her room. "Mr. Perkins and I didn t know what to make of it. There wasn t a thing stolen, and it was clear to my mind that Fd done the woman an injustice in con necting her with thieves. She was hon est, except in so far as she had ordered all those salads and creams and things from time to time on Mr. Perkins s ac count, which was easy enough for her to do, since Mrs. Perkins let her do the ordering. There w r as only one explana tion of the matter. She was crazy, and I said so. " I fancy you are right/ said Mr. Per- A STRANGE BANQUET 177 kins. We ll have to send her to an asy lum ! " That s the thing, said I, and we d better do it the first thing in the morn ing. I wouldn t tackle her to-night, be cause she s probably excited, and like as not would make a great deal of trouble. "And that," said the detective, "was where Mr. Perkins and I made our mis take. Next morning she wasn t to be found, and to this day I haven t heard a word of her. She disappeared just like that," he said, snapping his fingers. " Of course, I don t mean to say that anything supernatural occurred. She simply must have slipped down and out while we were asleep. The front door was wide open in the morning, and a woman answering to her description was seen to leave the Park station, five miles from the Perkins house, on the six-thirty train that morn- ing." "And you have no idea where she is now ?" I asked of the detective, when he had finished. 178 PASTE JEWELS "No," he answered, "not the slightest. For all I know she may be cooking for you at this very minute." With which comforting remark he left me. For my part, I hope the detective was wrong. If I thought there was a possi bility of Margaret s ever being queen of my culinary department, I should either give up house-keeping at once and join some simple community where every man is his own chef, or dine forevermore on canned goods. JANE JANE SHE was quite the reverse of beautiful to some she was positively unpleasant to look upon ; but that made no differ ence to Mrs. Thaddeus Perkins, who, af ter long experience with domestics., had come to judge of the value of a servant by her performance rather than by her appearance. The girl if girl she were, for she might have been thirty or sixty, so far as any one could judge from a merely superficial glance at her face and figure was neat of aspect, and, what was more, she had come well recommended. She bore upon her face every evidence of respectability and character, as well as one or two lines which might have indi cated years or toothache it was difficult to decide which. On certain davs, when 182 PASTE JEWELS the weather was very warm and she had much to do, the impression was that the lines meant years, and many of them, accentuated as they were by her pallor, the whiteness of her face making the lines seem almost black in their intensi ty. When she smiled, however, which she rarely did she was solemn enough to have been a butler one was impressed with the idea of hours of pain from a wicked tooth. At any rate, she was en gaged as waitress, and put in charge of the first floor of the Perkins household. " I fancy we ve at last got a real treas ure," said Mrs. . Perkins. "There s no nonsense about Jane I think." The last two words were added apologetically. " Where did you get her?" asked Thad- deus. " At an Imbecility Office ?" " I don t quite know what you mean an Imbecility Office ?" " Only my pet, private, and particular name for it, my dear. You would speak of it as an Intelligence Office, no doubt," was the reply. " My observation of the JANE 183 fruit of Intelligence Offices has convinced me that they deal in Imbecility." " Not quite/ laughed Mrs. Perkins. They look after Domestic Vacancies." " Well, they do it with a vengeance/ said Perkins. " We ve had more vacan cies in this house to do our cooking and our laundering and our house-work gen erally than two able-bodied men could shake sticks at. It seems to me that the domestic servant of to-day is fonder of preoccupation than of occupation." "Jane, I think, is different from the general run/ said Mrs. Perkins. "As I said, she has no nonsense about her." "Is she ah an ornament to the scene pretty, and all that ?" asked Per kins. "Quite the reverse," replied the little house-keeper. " She is as plain as a as a-" "Say hedge -fence and be done with it," said Perkins. "I m glad of it. What s the use of providing a good dinner for your friends if they are going to spend 184 PASTE JEWELS all their time looking at the waitress ? When I give a dinner it makes me tired to have the men afterwards speak of the waitress rather than of the puree or the birds. If any domestic is to dominate the repast at all it should be the cook." " Service counts for a great deal, though, Ted/ suggested Mrs. Perkins. "True/ replied Thaddeus ; "but on the whole, when I am starving, give me a filet bearnaise served by a sailor, rather than an empty plate brought in in style by a butler of illustrious lineage and im pressive manner." Then he added : " I hope she isn t too homely., Bess not a clock -stopper/ as the saying is. You don t want people s appetites taken away when you ve worked for hours on a menu calculated to tickle the palates of your guests. Would her homeliness ah ef face itself, for instance., in the presence of a culinary creation, or is it likely to overshadow everything with its inefface able completeness ?" "I think she ll do/ returned Mrs. Per- JANE 185 kins ; " especially with your friends, who, it seems to me, would one and all insist upon finishing a creation/ as you call it, even if lightning should strike the house." " From that point of view," said he, " I m confident that Jane will do." So Jane came, and for a year, strange to relate, was all that her references claimed for her. She was neat, clean, and capable. She was sober and indus trious. The wine had never been better served; the dinner had rarely come to the table so hot. Had she been a butler of the first magnitude she could not so have discouraged the idea of acquaintance ; her attraction, if anything, was a combi nation of her self-effacement and her ug liness. The latter might have been no ticed as she entered the dining-room ; it was soon forgotten in the unconsciously observed ease with which she went through her work. " She s fine," said Perkins, after a din ner of twelve covers served by Jane with 186 PASTE JEWELS a pantry assistant. "I ve always had a sneaking notion that nothing short of a butler could satisfy me, but now I think otherwise. Jane is perfection, and there is nothing paralyzing about her, as there is about most of those reduced swells who wait on tables nowadays." In August the family departed for the mountains, and the house was left in charge of Jane and the cook, and right faithfully did they fulfil the requirements of their stewardship. The return in Sep.- tember found the house cleaned from top to bottom. The hardwood floors and stairs shone as they had rarely shone before, and as only an unlimited application of what is vulgarly termed "elbow-grease" could make them shine. The linen was immac ulate. Ireland is not freer from snakes than was the house of Perkins from cob webs, and no speck of dust except those on the travellers was visible. It was evi dent that even in the absence of the fam ily Jane was true to her ideals, and the heart of Mrs. Perkins was glad. Further- JANE 187 more, Jane had acquired a full third set of teeth, which seemed to take some of the lines from her face, and, as Perkins observed, added materially to the general effect of the surroundings, although they were distressingly new. But, alas ! they marked the beginning of the end. Jane ceased to wait upon the table with that solemnity which is essential to the man ner of a "treasure"; she smiled occasion ally, and where hitherto she had treated the conversation at the table with stolid indifference, a witticism would invariably now bring the new teeth into view. "Alas !" cried Thaddeus, " our butleress has evoluted backwards. She grins like an ordinary waitress/ It was too true. The possession of brill iantly white teeth seemed to have brought with it a desire to show them, which was destructive of that dignity with which Jane had previously been hedged about, and substituted for it a less desirable at mosphere of possible familiarity, which might grow upon very slight provocation 188 PASTE JEWELS into intimacy, not to mention a nearer approach to social equality. "I don t suppose we can blame her ex actly/ said Perkins, when discussing one or two of Jane s lapses from her old-time standard. " I haven t a doubt that if I d gone for years without teeth, I d become a regular Cheshire cat, with a new, com plete edition de luxe of celluloid molars. Still, I wish she d paid more attention to the dinner and less to Mr. Barlow s con versation last night. She stood a whole minute, with the salad-bowl in her hand, waiting for him to reach the point of his story about the plumber who put a gas- pipe through Shakespeare s tenor in West minster Abbey, and when he finished, and she smiled, you d have thought a dozen gravestones to the deceased s memory had been conjured up before us." " It s a small fault, Thaddeus," returned Mrs. Perkins, " but I ll speak to her about it." "Oh, I wouldn t," said Perkins; "let it go ; she means well, and when we got JANE 189 her we didn t suspect she d turn out such a jewel. She s merely approaching her norm, that is all. We ought to be thank ful to have had such perfection for one year. It s too bad it couldn t continue ; but what perfection does ?" Nothing, therefore, was said, and Jane smiled on, yet waited most acceptably and kept all things decently and in order for a little while. Along about Christmas time a further decadence and additional flaw in the jewel was discovered, and it was Perkins himself who discovered it. It happened one day while he was at work alone in the house, Mrs. Perkins having gone out shopping. A friend from Boston appeared a friend interested in bric-a- brac and china generally. Thaddeus, to whom a luncheon in solitary grandeur was little short of abomination, invited his Boston friend to stay and share pot- luck with him, knowing, hypocrite that he was, that pot-luck did not mean pot- luck at all, but a course luncheon which many men would have found all-sufficient 190 PASTE JEWELS at dinner. The Boston friend accepted, and the luncheon was served by Jane. In the course of the repast the visitor ob served : " Pretty good china you have, Perkins." "Yes," returned Thaddeus, "pretty good. Fve always had a penchant for china. My mother-in-law thinks Fm ex travagant, and sometimes I think she is right. You never saw my Capodimonte coffees, did you ?" "No," replied the Bostonian, "I never did. Where d you get em ?" " London," replied Perkins, " last time I was over. You must see them, by all means. Ah, Jane, hand Mr. Bunkerrill one of the Capodimonte coffees." "Wan o the what, sorr ?" asked the treasure. Thaddeus blushed. To have his jewel go back on him at such a crisis was ex cessively annoying. " One of those gold after-dinner coffee-cups one of the little ones, with the flowery raised figures/ he said, sharply. JANE 191 " Oh !" said Jane, " wan o thim with somebody else s initial on the bottom ?" "Yes," said Thaddeus, fuming in wardly. "Quite a connoisseur, that woman," laughed the visitor, as Jane went after the dinner-cup. "She s observed the china mark. She know s N doesn t stand for Perkins." Thaddeus laughed weakly. " She prob ably thinks we got them second-hand," he said. "Very likely you did," retorted the Bostonian, and Jane returned with the desired cup. "An admirable specimen," continued the connoisseur; and then, turn ing the cup bottom upwards in search of the mark, he disclosed to his own and Thaddeus s astonished gaze no less an object than the remains of a mashed green pea, a reminiscence of the last Perkins dinner, and conclusive evidence that at times Jane was not as careful in the wash ing of her china as she might have been. It would be futile and useless for me to 1-92 PASTE JEWELS attempt to describe the emotions of Thad- deus. I fancy a large enough number of us have been through similar experiences to comprehend the man s mortification and his inward wrath. It was too great to find suitable expression at the moment. Nothing short of the absolute destruction of the cup and the annihilation of Jane could have adequately expressed Perkins s true feelings. He was not by nature, how ever, a scene-maker it would have been better if he had been so he said noth ing, abiding by his rule, which seemed to be that the man of the house would do better to reprehend the shortcomings of a delinquent servant by blowing up his wife rather than by going direct to the core of the trouble and reading the maid a lecture. A great many men adopt this same method. I do. It is the easiest, though it is possibly prompted by that cowardice which is latent within us all. I never in my life have discharged more than one servant, and I not only did not do it gracefully, but discharged the wrong JANE 193 one ; since which time I have left all that sort of work to others more competent than I. Perkins s method was precisely this. " I m not going to interfere," was his invariable remark in cases of the kind under discussion ; which was unwise, for if he had ever scolded a servant as he did his wife for the servant s fault he might have secured better service sooner or later. Unfortunately, when Mrs. Perkins reach ed home that night she was so very tired with her exertions in the shops that Thaddeus hadn t the heart to tell her what had happened, and when morning came the episode was forgotten. When it did recur to his mind it so happened that Mrs. Perkins was out of reach. The result was that a month had passed before Mrs. Perkins came into possession of the facts, and it was then, of course, too late to mention it to Jane. "You should have given her a good talking to at the time/ said Mrs. Perkins. "It s awful ! I don t know what has got 13 194 PASTE JEWELS into Jane. My best table-cloth has got a great hole in it, and she is very care less with the silver. My fruit-knife last night was not clean/ " I suppose you spoke to her about that ?" said Perkins, smiling. " Not exactly ; I sent for another, and handed her the dirty one," returned Mrs. Perkins. "I guess she felt all that I could have said." And time went on, and Jane continued to decay. She pulled corks from olive- bottles with the carving-fork prongs and bent them backwards. She developed a habit of going out and leaving her work undone. The powdered sugar was al lowed to resolve itself into small, hard, pill-shaped lumps of various sizes. Break fast had a way of being served cold. The coffee was at times merely tepid ; in short, it seemed as if she really ought to be dis charged ; but then there was invariably some reason for postponing the fatal hour. Either her kindness to the children or a week or two of the old-time efficiency, her JANE unyielding civility, her scrupulous hon esty, her willing acquiescence in any new duty imposed, an impression that she was suffering, any one or all of these reasons kept her on in her place until she became so much a fixture in the household, so much one of the family, that the idea of getting rid of her seemed beyond the pos sibility of realization. That the axe should fall her employers knew well, and many a resolve was taken that at the end of the season she should go, yet neither Mrs. Perkins nor her husband liked to tell her so. Her good points were still too po tent, although none could deny that all confidence in her efficiency was shattered past repair. The situation finally reached a point where it inspired reflections of a more or less humorous order. " I tell you what I think," said Thad- dens one evening, after a particularly fla grant breach on Jane s part, involving a streak of cranberry sauce across a suppos- ititiously clean plate : " you won t dis charge her, Bess, and I won t ; suppose 196 PASTE JEWELS we send for Mr. Burke, and get him to do it." Mr. Burke was the one reliable man in town. It didn t make much difference what the Perkinses wanted done, they generally sent for Mr. Burke to do it, largely because when he attempted a com mission he saw it through. A carpenter and builder by trade, he had for many years looked after the repairs needful to the Perkins dwelling ; he had come often between Thaddeus and unskilled labor ; he had made bookcases which were dreams of convenience and sufficiently pleasing to the eye; he had "fixed up" Mrs. Per kins s garden ; he had supplied the family with a new gardener when the old one had taken on habits of drink, which de stroyed not only himself but the cab bages ; he had kept an eye on the plumb ers ; he had put up, taken down, and repaired awnings in short, as Perkins said, he was a "Universal." Once, when a delicate piece of bric-a-brac had been broken and the china - mender asserted JANE 197 that it could not be mended, Perkins had said, "See if Burke can t fix it," and Burke had fixed it ; and as final tribute to this wonder, Perkins had said, in suf- ering : " My dear, Fm afraid I have appendi citis. Send for Mr. Burke." " Mr. Burke !" echoed his wife. "Yes, Mr. Burke, "moaned the sufferer. "If my vermiform appendix is to be re moved, I d rather have Mr. Burke do it with a chisel and saw than any surgeon I know ; and I won t take ether either, be cause it is such a satisfaction to see him work." So, when this happy pair of house holders had reached what might be de scribed as the grand climacteric of their patience, and it was finally decided that Jane s usefulness was a thing of the past, and utterly beyond redemption, Thaddeus naturally suggested turning to his faith ful friend, Mr. Burke, to rid them of their woes, and, indeed, but for Jane s own in tervention, I fear that course would have 198 PASTE JEWELS proved the sole alternative to her becom ing an irremovable fixture in the house hold. But it was Jane herself who solved the problem. It was two days after the cranberry epi sode that the solution came, and it was in this wise : "Did ye send for me?" Jane asked, suddenly materializing in Mrs. Perkins s room. "No, Jane, I haven t ; why ?" The girl began to shed tears. e< Because you d ought to have, ma am. I know well enough that I ain t satisfac tory to you," she returned, her voice quivering, "and I can t be, and I know you want me to go and I I ve come to give you notice." Then Mrs. Perkins looked at Jane with sorrow on her countenance, for she had acquired an affection for her which the maid s delinquencies had not been able to efface. " Can t you try and do better ?" she asked. JANE 199 "No, ma am/ returned Jane. "Not with the system never. Mr. Perkins is too easy,, and you do be so soft-hearted it don t keep a girl up to her work. When I first come here, ma am, not knowin ye well, I was afraid to be anything but what was right, but the way you took accidents, and a bit of a shortcomin once in a while, sort of took away my fear, and Fve been goin down hill ever since. Servant-girls is only human, Mrs. Perkins." Mrs. Perkins looked at Jane inquir ingly. " We needs to be kept np to our work just as much as anybody else, and when a lady like yourself is too easy, it gets a girl into bad habits, and occasionally it does us good if the gentleman of the house will swear at us, Mrs. Perkins, and sort of scare us, so it does. It was that that was the makin of me. The last place I was in, ma am, I was so afraid of both the missus and the gentleman that I didn t dare to be careless ; and I didn t dare be careless with you until I found you all the 200 PASTE JEWELS time a-smilin , whatever went wrong, and Mr. Perkins never sayin a word, whether the dishes come to the table clean or not." "Well, Jane," said Mrs. Perkins, some what carried away by this course of rea soning, "you haven t been what we hoped there is no denying that; but know ing that you were disappointing us, why couldn t you have made a special effort ?" "Oh, Mrs. Perkins," sobbed the poor woman, "you don t understand. We re all disappointin to them we loves, but it s them we fear " Then why aren t you afraid of us ?" Jane laughed through her tears. The idea was preposterous. "Afraid of you and Mr. Perkins? Ah !" she said, sadly, " if I only could be but I can t. Why, Mrs. Perkins, if Mr. Perkins should come in here now and swear at me the way Mr. Barley did when I worked there, I d know he was only puttin it on, and that inside he d be laughiri at me. No, ma am, it s no use. I feel that I must go, or I ll be forever JANE 201 ruined. It was the cranberry showed me ; a girl had ought to be discharged for that. Dirty dinner plates isn t excusable, and yet neither of you said a word, and next week it 11 be the same way so I m goin . You won t send me off, so I ve got to do it myself." "Very well, Jane," said Mrs. Perkins; "if that is the way you feel about it we ll have to part, I suppose. I am sorry, but" The sentence was not finished, for Jane rushed weeping from the room, and with in a few days, her place having been filled, the house knew her no more, except as an occasional visitor, ostensibly to see the children. Later she got a place to her satisfaction, and one night the Perkinses were invited to dine with Jane s new em ployers. They went and found their old- time "butler" at the very zenith of her powers. She served the dinner as she had never served one in her palmiest days in the Perkins s dining-room ; and when all was over, and when Mrs. Perkins went up- 202 PASTE JEWELS stairs to don her wrap to return home, she found Jane above waiting to help her. " I am glad to see you so happy, Jane/ she said, as the girl held her cloak. "Ah, ma am, I m not very happy." "You ought to be, here. Your work to-night was perfect." "Yes," said Jane, "it had to be, for" here her voice fell to a whisper " I don t dare let it be different, ma am. Mrs. Harkins is a regular divvle, and the ould gentleman well, ma am, he do swear finer n any gentleman I ever met. It s just the place for me." And Jane sighed as her old mistress left her. " Wasn t she great, Bess ?" said Thad- deus, on the way home. "She was, indeed," replied Mrs. Per kins, with a smile. " It s a pity I m not a divvle." Thaddeus laughed. "That s so," he said ; " or that I never learned to swear like a gentleman, eh ?" THE END BY GEOEGE DU MAUKIEK TOE MARTIAN. A Novel. Illustrated by the Author. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1 75; Three-quarter Calf, $3 50 ; Three - quarter Crushed Levant, $4 50. (A Glossary of the French and Latin expressions in the story is included.) He has an irresistible theme, and he writes irresistibly. , . . 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