The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1899-10-05

times. "That'll bring Jones to his
Senses, declared the elder lady. "He
needs lesson, and that's the way to
give ii to him. I'll show him. Do YOU
expect to go through life feeding lot
certainty in itself is torture. Have some
spunk about you and give Jones such
setback that he'll give you due notice
from now on. would
But that is not the way of young
wives. Mrs. Jones even rebuked her
grim mother for such advice, and things
moved along in the same uneven
groove. But last Sunday there came
| a crisis. Saw Jones down town. said
a friend of the family as he was pass
ing. LOT of fellows he used to know
in the east are here with the Christian
Endeavorers. They are having a pic
mic talking ov~ old times, and heard
him invite half dozen or so of them up
to dinner. Did he send you word?''
20, we know they're ceming," she
answered .oyally, though she had just
| heard of it. and the finest expert could
not have detected that her smile was
counterfeit. She was in the kitchen
before her informant had gone block.
| She impaired her enthusiasm to the
girl and the whole culinary department
ratified with activity. 1t was hot, but
full head of gas was turned on in
the big range and there was a cooking
utensil in commission wherever there
was room for one. Tribute was exacted
from all the people who We're in reach,
baskets and brown paper being used
in the delivery of plunder. Two or
three women of the neighborhood were
enlisted ss assistants, and the hilarity
maintained through such a stress of
work was something to be wondered at.
A little later four young girls in wash"
dresses and becoming aprons put in an
appearance and one of the women de-
voted her entire time drilling these
young recruits to wait on the table
without staggering.
Jones and his friends arrived with the
noise of team of horses Gathering
over the front porch. ''Whew!" he be-
gan, as soon as he had introduced his
wife and could get her by herself,
like pickle factory with half dozen
imported odors thrown in. It's some
thing horrible. An oil refinery and a
tannery in the neighborhood would be
a decided improvement. Anybody been
burning junk or garbage? What in
creation is it?''
''Oh, why didn't you tell me, dear,
that you would bring company to din
ner?" and there was world of troubled
solicitude in the face of the demure
little Mrs. Jones. ''But we'll get
through with it, 1t happens that we
have a real surprise. I've heard you
tell so often of the merry Dutch lunches
you have had down town that thought
I'd get up something warm in that
line. with a few other foreign dainties
thrown in"
and
''That's Spanish. you know, dear
They're all old chums of yours, aren',
they, Jones? 1t will be a lark for them
. It's the pot roast that gives forth thu
variegated and pungent aroma. 1t j:
Il regular vegetable bouquet, and if yo,
!, and your friends are at all analytica
, you could name most of the ingred
', tents. There are onions, turnips, car
rots, cabbage-red cabbage, dear
rutabegas-"
Thunder! Abbreviate by telling m,
what there isn't in it. I told them they't
have to take pot luck. but pot roast
, It's enough to drive them out of th
house on the dead run. What kind o
! meat have you with this agriculture
medley?'
I ''Don't be cross. dear. l know tha
it's beef. but I can't make out jus
{ what part, and then we have fev
German meats. If you had only sen
6 me word! But we must make the bes
of it now"
Jones groaned and nearly fell OF
f his chair with surprise when the youn
$ ladies filed in to act as walters. Hi
e companions also looked perplexed an
y recognized distinct jar in the domes
r tic machinery. Jones swore in lou
9 whisper when the round-faced gin
8 from three doors below asked the ger
n tlemen whether they would prefe
roggen brod or pumpernickel. Th
= others were dazed and stammered a
! assurance that they had no choic'
. The fearfully and wonderfully cor
. structed pot roast lost none of il
4 fragrance by being loaded on the ind
y vidual plates, and as no one liked a
. the concomitants there was an oste1
q tatious pretensc with scarcely any ca
# ing.
q The guests made a gallant bluff g
= weinerwurst, cervelet wurst. kippere
n herring. lodged the limburger, whic
. Jones declared with savage emphasi
- was a relief from the denominations {
= the other odors, took kuchen on fait
q and came in unanimously on elm bee
4 Little Mrs. Jones had fiuttered abou
d chattering merrily and trying to an
q mate her guests, but Jones was as gril
d as a craven image, intimated that
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