Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1908-09-02


pie of what she's learned to cook"
Glad to have her!" said Dillworth,
heartily. 81 shouldn't be bit sur
prised, Amanda, if she could teach you
a thing or two
Il didn't remember though, that
Clarice was particularly fond of house
work, said Mrs. Dilworth, as her hus-
band slammed the screen door.
An explanation of Clarices sudden
interest in domestic science was af-
forded when she arrived by a very fine
looking diamond ring which sparkled
on her finger
I've brought my book of recipes,
Aunt Amanda" she announced "and
I'm going to stay two weeks and do
all the cooking while I'm here
You're welcome, I'm sure, my dear"
responded her aunt. Il just get sick
and tired thinking what to have for
the next meal. It's the same thing
over and Overt"
Well" exclaimed Uncle Nathan,
as he pushed back his chair after sup
per, that certainly was treat, The
trouble with your aunt is" he ex-
planned that she lets herself get into
a rut."
AS there are 81 ways to serve po-
tatoes, that seems quite unnecessary"
said Clarice, with just a touch of
patronage in her tone. "Then when
one knows how to make 10 different
salads, it's easy to have variety"
Variety is the spice of life,'
quoted her uncle, oracularly.
There are so many dainty desserts
nowadays, too" continued Clarice,
that pie really has become obsolete.
How did you like the pineapple
mousse?"
"Fine" declared Dillworth. I'll
venture to say Amanda, that you've
never even tried to make a pineapple
mousse"
NO" said Mrs. Dillworth, too much
overcome to mention the fact that her
cup custards were the envy of half
the women in town.
During the ensuing days Mrs. Dill
worth, whose culinary successes were
mainly attributable to good guessing,
often secretly hoped for failures; but
Clarice measured and timed herself
with what seemed to her aunt slavish
precision, and each succeeding meal
eclipsed the previous one.
Poor Mrs. Dillworth was divided be-
tween envy Of her niece's achieve
ments and dread of the day when the
burden again should fall upon her own
shoulders. Would Nathan, after this
orgy of scientific cooking, ever again
be satisfied with her humble efforts?
Her own appetite failed at the sight
of his enjoyment and she found it diff
fcult to conceal the bitterness of her
modification.
Getting tired of my cooking, Uncle
Mater inquired Clarice, as she found
him one morning reading her cook
book.
Not by a long sight" he responded,
CALAMITY. I'm just looking to see
how many more good things are to
come
The end Of Clarice's visit found her
still preparing new dishes with en-
thusiasm
"Awfully sorry didn't have time to
MAKE those three other salads for
you, she called back, as the train
bore her away. Il hope Herbert will
az rreciateIny cooking as much as you
de-"
Amanda" said Dillworth, Is min
utes later, entering the kitchen where
his wife was puzzling over recipe for
celery au gratin, IN tell you what ]
would like for dinner. Some bread
not nut bread nor scenes, but just
bread-and boiled potatoes and fried
ham and big pie"
you don't mean" gasped his wife.
Eyes, | do" said Dillworth.
But / thought you liked variety"
Variety" said Dillworth, lis the
spice of life; but you understand.
Amanda, that there is such a thing as
having things little too highly
spiced,"
We'll" said Mrs. Dillworth, smiling
and reaching for the dough board,