Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-12-07
STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM.

Ambrose, Ambrose, wake upi Such a
calamity The cows have broken into
the garden early this morning and tram
pied all over the strawberries. They're
positively jaml''
There was grunt, and then a sudden
upheayal of cushions, as the Whitehead
figure IN the hammock turned over.
With an effort he raised his head, and,
instead OF the patch of blue sky, framed
in green pickering leaves, he beheld the
scarlet face OF his cousin.
MY dear Evelyn he said calmly,
why this agitationY When alls said
and done, it merely amounts to the fact
that Strawberries is off,
And the garden party is ON. And the
two go together And my dear boy,
YOU don't grasp the situation!"
But do. This is serious. Let me
Think"
There was smile ON Ambrose Ford's
fece as he lit cigarette refiectively.
After having gone round the world to
complete his education, by way OF change
he had gone entirely out OF it, for he had
ended his holiday by ticking ticket to
Rushleigl, small cluster OF houses hid.
den so securely among Somersetstilre hills
chat the slowest train ON the branehiest
| line disdaincd TO notice its existence. The
light railway on which Ford travelled
was merely cutting through tangle OF
green foliage, splashed with buttercups.
For four days the perfect peace and beau
ty of the place had sunk into his heart,
but the fifth found him tired OF poultry
and milk, impatient of the stillness--in
short, slightly bored. So he turned with
lalAcrity Co the solution OF his cousins
pgohlem.
A knotty problem, too, according to
Rushlcigh tradition. Ford knew that the
stern etiquette that governed the village
society demanded from garden party in
june tennis. roses, and strawberries and
cream. otherwise, the affair spelt fail
urc, So he thought for a moment.
"Send ont for more he said, after a
minutes pause.
None TO be had
~Nonel Is this the country Where
the Strawberries come frorn5 You are
itrAing wi,a green Lonionern
"rm not, Everyone here who grows
fruit sends II away to the big jam fac
tories | tell you positively there are no
Strawberries in Rushleigh today, unless,
perhaps, Viola Mason's"
"Ahl Pretty namel Who is she's"
! Wears daughter. But that's hopeless.
She wouldn't let us have any. There Is
a sort OF feud between US. Pater was
lawfully offended over some sermon of the
wears, and the quarrel has lasted ever
since. Besides, they're horrid girls And
they have party of their own on to.
day
| Bad eggi" calculated Ford
Then he suddenly elapped ON his Tat
and sprang TO his feet.
| Don't worry any more Eve" he said.
i've made up my mind I'll 80 and in
terriew this formidable monopolist of the
lhushleigh strawberries myself She will
be ,ar more hGcly to listen to reason
from man. Ta-Ja, old grit pledge
You my word You shall have your straw.
berries, How do get theres Follow the
brook Thanks. Good,bye!n
A few minutes later ford was stridinz
uuGer the hot slsn. listening to the hahhsc
lot garrplopS stream, that gurgled by
the side of tie road. Half mile further
on he vame TO the r,etorS. held together
| BY binding olevrerS, ana Hurled in an ap,
pie orchard.
This is charming, he reflected. "Pve
gone back fifty years, New for the Sui.
taua OF the Strawberries
! \ shoCk headed youth standing by the
gate, after stolidly enduring a cross FIRE
OF questions for fully three minutes. at
last grasped the drift of Fords inquiries
Ter Miss Viola Mason.
Over yon, by tn strawberries "
lQuoted Ford gleefully, as he waded
through toe neglected garden. ~By Jove.
tQmte AN adventurel Box borders, and a
heehivel III lay anything that my
eharmer will wear a lilac print froekts
HE was wrong. She wore niuk linen.
and were il in SO smart and self possessed
. manner that Ford opened his eyes in
astonisament, for the determined sun,
burnt fave, with hair piled high in the
latest fashion, charming though it was,
was unlike his ideal rustic maiden.
Poor in endowment, the vicar was rich
m daughters, Fortunately. they were
r'ch in ideas, and Viola's e,sersv ese-a eg.
. her scanty allowance BY eultNating the
neglected strawberry patch.
/ Fond raised his har