Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1906-06-09
"MANY HAPPY RgTuRNs.s



The Formal DianeF Party was IA
Henox of a Birthday.
Judge Edgell hurried into his house
as usual at half-past six, threw of his
coat washed his hands and fastened
INTO the dining room. At the threshold
no recoiled in surprise. A blaze of
light dazzled him. The best silver
and glass were laid out. Candles
burned at the four corners Of the ia
BILE. Cut flowers allied the room with
a fragrance that extinguished the
usual smell of cooked food.
At the table his wife boomed like
young girl. Her best gown of white
voils trimmed with lsce-her mothers
wedding lace-showed her fine throat
and arms. His little daughter sat with
the self-conscious smile of party cor
reetness, wearing blue ribbons on her
"pigtails," and his son beamed be-
hind a great deal of glisteninx shirt
front. His older daughter was busy
giving a last touch to the sideboard.
She was the most serious of all In her
grave of1ciousness.
"Goodnessl Well! What! Who's
coming? Have l forgotten a dinner
engagement? The Bryces aren't com
ing till next week"
1.-THE week after next" corrected his
daughter, soberly.
Then who? What7 My, what a
handsome spreadw
Daddy observed the youth In the
white shirt, II thought Judges never
got surprised at anything, and here
you are like a minister at a slipper
party"
my son." said Mrs. Edgell, you
are not quite old enough to make com
ments of that sort on your parents.
Charles" she said. turning to her hus-
band with cool but gentle smile, you
need not dress; there Is not time.
This Is rather a special event. but I
will not explain until dessert. Sit
down, dear, and enjoy 1t with u.s."
Judge Edgelps training as a lawyer
taught him not to ask futile questions
OF his wife. He sat down, ate one
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wife, talked with his son about foot
ball and school, and came completely
out OF the abstraction into which the
lingering memory of cases In court
sometimes plunged him during meals
When angel cake and colored Ice
creams came in. the handsome lady
across the table smiled and said:
Charles, Don Carlos"-it was the
name she had used playfulIy In their
youthful courtship, and threw him
back twenty-five years-"Don Carlos,
this is birthday celebration"
"Oh, 1t isn't mine, mama" came
from the little girl. II had two last
winter"
mo, my dear, 1t is mama's."
Mama's" cried Judge Edgell.
Then, as his son would have said he
'tumbled." Everybody, he certainly
had forgotten the dear ladys birth.
| day. The self-contained II not vener.
able justice left his seat, strobe round
to his wife and kissed her heartily
The woman glowed. The elder daugh
Ter Drubned away tear. Seeing the
tear, the small daughter began to cry
Mr.. Edgell looked distressed, and hii
more manly son pooh-poohed ut the
fuss. That's a nice way to end q
good dinnerp'
MY boy" quoth the father, at Is G
good way to end a dinner which ha,
In 1t little repentance, and 1t Is 6
good way to begin now for other din
ners, about one year No, we won
wait year This one does not count
Tomorrow night We'll have rea
birthday celebration for mother, ant
she shall not have to superintend it
Wen have a caterer to do the Job
1t is poor stick of a husband whc
makes his wife get up her own birth
day celebration."-Y COMPANION