But can't you remedy this defect in some way ?" "We try hard enough, dear knows! I believe we have had no less than, six cooks, and as many chambermaids in the last three months.

But change only makes the matter worse.

Sometimes they are so idle and dirty that we cannot tolerate them for a week.

And then again they are so ill-natured, and downright saucy, that no one can venture to speak to them." As Helen Armitage said this, she arose from her chair, and walking deliberately across the room, rang the parlor bell, and then quietly walked back again and resumed her seat, continuing her remarks as she did so, upon the exhaustless theme she had introduced.

In a little while a domestic entered.
"That door has been left open by some one," the young lady said, in a half vexed tone of authority, and with a glance of reproof, as she pointed to the door of the back parlor leading into the passage.
The servant turned quickly away, muttering as she did so, and left the parlor, slamming the door after her with a sudden, indignant jerk.
"You see that!" remarked Helen, the color deepening on her cheeks, and her voice indicating a good deal of inward disturbance.