The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1902-09-20

oonn Doyic came nome Ialfly DrlmlllDS
over with excitement
''What do you think George has
bought an interest in the store Had q
tidy bit of money laid by when he came
down here, and seeing this was good
opening, bought in. Everybody around
the store is tickled to death. Say, | in
yited him round to dinner Sunday, to eel
ebrate the occasion.
Mrs. Doyle smiled.
'sThat NICE -
Louise likewise smiled placidly y-and
passed her plate for another chop. John
Doyle boiled inwardly
ssDon't care rap. This comes of let
ting her work among a lot of counterjump-
ers and upstart young brokers. She don t
know real man when she sees one
The next night Louise dined with two
young woman who lived in true Bohemian
fashion, in two rooms with BATH She
came home animated and gossipy.
s'Oh, mother, she exclaimed, as she
folded her new veil with thrifty care
Its the dearest little den The parlor
couches are their beds at night, and inside
there a place for their gowns And
such cute dinner-with fern in the
middle of the table, and everything SO easy
to get-canned soup, fried chicken and
salad and things from the delicatessen
store, and rolls heated in the gas oven, and
charlotte russo, with the queerest black
coffee and preserved sweets from India to
finish off No two dishes alike and each
one with history r
Mrs. Doyle patted the two slender hands
that stole around her neck
s.We had good dinner, too, dearie,
roly poly pudding with strawberry jam. =
mot strawberry jam" sighed Louise.
Naughty mother, not to wait till night
when was home I've been thinking
that when Mr. Shaw came Sunday we
might have something out of the ordinary,
just to celebrate the occasion This with
sly look at her father
s'To be sure,' responded Mrs. Doyle
heartily. ''The poor fellow has boarded
ever since he came to town. No doubt
he'll enjoy some good home cooking
Well have fine roast of beef with both
kinds of potatoes, celery and vegetables,
and I'll make some extra thick mince
pies.
Louise tapped the table thoughtfully.
81 know, mother dear, you re the best
cook in the world, but-don't you think
it would be nice to have some little extras
like ell-like the girls had tonight p
s'Bless my soul, remarked Mrs.
Doyle, wiping her glasses anxiously, when
Louise left the room. Whatever does
she want, l M sure
'sNever mind what she wants, she 3
going to have it, growled Mr.. Doyle, in
unconeealed triumph. THAT'S the first
ray of sense she's shown since Georges
been coming here. Let her buy what she
wants for Sunday.
In ful6lment of this injunction, he
pressed "A ten-dollar bill into his daughter S
hand, bidding her spend it for anything
she liked for the momentous occasion. And
when the two young people had retired to
the parlor, after dinner on Sunday, and he
was exuberantly wiping the dishes for his
wife, he remarked
"Well, Minerva, that dinner II do one
or two things for George Shaw. It'll
either kill him or make him propose.
81 declare, John Doyle, believe you We
gone daft on the subject of marrying off
Louise. But [ must say | do feel bit
squeamish myself after these iced oysters. !"
The next morning after breakfast Louise
fingered over the task of tying her veil
and rebuttoned her gloves nervously. Fl
nally she crossed abruptly to her mother s
side and rested one hand caressingly on
the gray hairs.
Mother, guess you'll have to teach
me how to roast beef your way George"
Mr.. Doyle started and his paper fell to his
knee. ''George Observation-Disclosures
toned the salld, nor the charlotte russo,
nor anything l bought, but he said your
beef and pies made him think of his moth
er-and-and when we go to housekeep-
ing we're t. have roast beef every Sun
day."
Mrs. Doyle wheeled round to clutch at
empty air. Louise had vanished and the
front door swung to with crash.
"Well, John Doyle, hope you're sat
is6ed r. she exclaimed, suggestion of
tears in her voice.
Satisfied ain no name for it, Miner
va. IF I'd had him made to order
couldn't have got son-inlaw to suit me
better.