New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1905-11-29
When Sugar.
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By EDITH M. DoANE
Copyright. 1905. By C. q. sutcHfe

nave your ticket" quer1ed little Mrs.
Blake anXiously.
She stood at the top of the porch
steps bidding her husband goodby, and
her eyes Travelled complacently over the
well groomed figure standing, hat in
hand, on the walk below. "The gray
and black in that suit match your
hair so Well!' she said approvingly.
According to that, I shall soon have
to adopt white fannels," he laughed.
''Yes, here is the ticket, Left Center,
G 4S, Orchestra"
what? Thought kissed you good
by" as two children rushed pellmell
from the house and threw themselves
rapturously upon him. Here's another,
then, for good luck. Goodby every
body; see you at 2 o'clock
Mrs. Blake followed the good looking
figure with wifely approval. Perhaps
he would turn around. She half wished
ten on the lookout from her house oppo-
site. But no-he had met Mr. Peene and
was already talking earnestly as they
rounded the corner Cousin Margaret's
husband always looked back and way
ed his hand all the way down, but then
it was family joke that Cousin Mar
garet had him SO well trained he dared
not do otherwise. II am glad I mar
ried man.! reflected little Mrs. Blake
thankfully.
First to the kitchen for a talk with
Kate, then to the two stores for the
Saturday marketing, so like a lottery
drawing to the average suburbanite.
"He had fresh peas and new potatoes
and spring lamb" said Mrs. Blake, re-
turning with the fine triumph of one
who had burned her financial bridge
and bought not wisely but too well, but
she found Kate unresponsive.
"Nivver an egg stint .yit, an me
a-waitin' on 'em since airly marnin' fer
the bakin' of the CAKE" she muttered
belligerently.
The marketing had consumed a good
part Of the morning. 1t took still lon
ger to get the grocer on the phone and
placate the belligerent Kate, and Mrs.
when the children emerged from Ell
lens hands fairly radiating cleanliness
in their crisp, white pique-that unwill-
ing concession to "a treat" in town.
ELLEN, don't let them get soiled,"
cried Mrs. Blake agonizingly. "see that
they get their luncheon and walk on
slowly to the station. We must make
that next train"
At quarter to - Thomas Blake, jun
Tor partner in the firm of Matthison g.
Co., sugar brokers, Wall street, con-
suited his watch, then closed his desk
with a brisk little snap.
II think I'll go now, Matthison," he
said, glancing in at the door of the adj
joining room. "Only fifteen minutes
more. Besides, am due to meet Mrs
Blake and the kids at the Hippodrome
at 2 o'clock"
Mr.. Matthison, a calm, quiet looking
man, looked up from the letters he was
signing. might just as well,' he re-
piled. Business is as dead as a door
nail We will all get off by 1872
'Mr. Starbuckle wants to see one of
the firm" interrupted an Office boy la
conically.
Blake nodded and entered the tele-
phone booth. In moment he shot out
Of the booth and into his partners Of
fee, clever, alert, transformed by the
whirl of abundant life that pulsed
through his veins at the sudden de-
mand upon it.
''Starbuckle has put up the price of
sugar ten points," he announced brief
ly.
Matthison whirled around in his
chair. 1.-THE deuce he hasw he ejacu-
lated
Blake pulled open his desk. IF you
have any outside orders get them
ready" he said, hurriedly seizing
memorandum. "1'll telephone these
down." And he dashed again into the
booth.
When he came out the Office already
reflected the changed condition of the
market. The telephones were ringing,
clerks busily sorted slips of paper or
hurried from desk to desk, and a half
dozen messenger boys tumbled up the
steps and through the door.
Get 'em all inT' quer1ed Matthison.
"All but two. he baked at that
three car order Of Mercer & Swifts.
Have to 90 down with them, sup
pose"
"Go ahead. I'll tend to the tele-
grams"
Every sugar broker in Wall street
was on the way to Starbuckle's Office.
THAT'S right my boy; get 'em all inv'
shouted jovial fat man with friend
~ whack at Blake's back. What
Keeps you down here, anyway? Sup
posed you were at the Hippodrome by
this time"
Blake laughed. Thought I'd accept
your invitation to sail down the bay
instead"
The fat one chuckled
Once inside Starbuckle's office the
little crowd Of tense, earnest men paid
scant attention to anything but the
business at hand-a few words Of mem
orandum hastily jotted down on
scrap Of paper, then out again, hurry
ing along the busy street; back to the
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