A Christmas Story: Man in His Element: or, A New Way to Keep HouseFrancis, Samuel W. (Samuel Ward)
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A Christmas Story: Man in His Element: or, A New Way to Keep House
Francis, Samuel W. (Samuel Ward)
Housekeeping -- Fiction; Short stories; Siblings -- Fiction
I had placed a volume of engravings before my eyes, and was busily
engaged in drawing some plan, on paper, as she entered. I went on for a
little while in silence, when she said:
'I understood, sir----'
I said 'wait a minute,' and went on ruling one entire side, with double
lines, in perfect forgetfulness of her presence.
When she spoke again, 'Did you send for me, sir?' I would have answered
at once, for I felt awfully at appearing such a tyro; but the case was a
desperate one of long standing, and required heroic treatment. I kept
her waiting, at first as a lesson, that her imagination might take wings
and fly to the uttermost realms of unhappiness. The second time, I
thought I detected a little impatience in her voice, so I said, taking a
pen and dipping it in red ink, 'wait one moment, Susan,' and went on
lining and interlining. This was not reading, studying, nor writing; it
was what she very well knew I could do any time. So it told on her. Each
moment her valor oozed out, and as soon as I felt that the cup of
bitterness was pretty well drained, I proceeded to offer up this victim
as a sacrifice to peace.
'Susan, how is your sister's child?'
I looked straight into her. There was no sternness or smartness in my
expression, but the gaze was mathematical. I was measuring her candor,
and analyzing her mind.
She colored up and said, 'he's no better, sir; and they've given him up:
but the doctor says good nursing will do wonders.'
'I think so, too. Go back to your sister and stay till he is better; I
will supply your place.'
This puzzled her, but she could say nothing. I meant 'go' and she
went.--There was no delay--I saw her walk by the window almost at once,
and overheard the whisper, 'who next?'
I now rang the bell, and Dinah came to the door, saying, before she
knocked, the waiter is out, sir, so I answered your ring.
'Do you know where Thomas lives?'
'Yes sir.'
'Then tell him I want him now--'
'Yes sir,' she disappeared.
Oh the benefit of that _slam_.
In half an hour in walked Thomas.
'Never do you enter my room without knocking. It is a piece of
impertinence I will not put up with.'
'I did not mean anything by it, sir.'
'Well, don't do it again, and always take your hat off when you come
before a gentleman or lady. Such ignorance might lose you a good place.'
His wages were high I knew. It was also winter, and he gave in. He stood
still with his hat in hand and waited.
'Thomas I want you to bring the close carriage to the door with the two
bays.'
'Yes sir; but the off horse cast his hind shoe yesterday and I am
afraid.'
'You need not be, the ground is covered with snow. I shall want the
carriage in fifteen minutes.'
'Yes sir, but--'
'But what?'
'I left the carriage this morning at the blacksmiths to have a new tire
put on it, sir.'
'Who told you to?'
'Nobody, sir.'
'Then never do anything of that kind again without first reporting it to
me.'
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