Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1908-02-28
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Thin9umies'
By WILLIAM LINCOLN BALcH
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Green Gables glowed with mello
warmth in the sunshine of a brigf
November morning. Katy had vi
locked the front door, taken in tn
morning paper. brushed dining-roor
and stairs in the dim gray Of dawr
and set the table for breakfast. Tha
meal dispatched, Mr. Sloane and Ricl
ard had departed for the city. leavin
Olney, the younger son, briskly chas
ing ball about the tennis court. n
more charming villa lifted a pointe,
roof among the bare branches tina
morning in all Suburbia.
"Statie." cried Olney to his sister
as she passed the sitting-room win
dow. come out and play a seth,
sharp air will do you good"
But Statira Sloane answered onI,
with hurried shake of the head
She was Fastening at the call of hel
mother, whose sharp tone evinced no
only the habit OF command and the
expectation of obedience, but an un
usual lack of poise, even for the mis-
tress of household on the eve OF
entertaining holiday guests.
Yes, mamma; coming" answered
the daughter. What is the natter
She found Mrs. Sloane in consulta.
ton with the cook, but not in an
amiable mood
1T is a triumph of matter over
mind" complained her mother. Mary
has been cooking for Thanksgiving
for week, and yet when it comes to
the simple affair of to-day's luncheon,
there's nothing ready That is
nothing suitable. You know your IA
Their is going to bring Uncle Chester
home with him for Thanksgiving?
Yes, but | don't see what differ
ence that makes. Why not set just
about such a luncheon as we usually
have?"
1t won't dove must have pastry"
Nonsense, mamma! Pastry at
luncheon is horribly bad form!"
You don't understand. Your Uncle
Chester was born in the pie belt and
brought up on pie. He had pie for
breakfast, pie for dinner and pie for
supper"
'Oh, well, still see no difficulty.
The pantry is packed with full-grown
Thanksgiving pies of all denomina-
tons"
That's They're all full-grown.
Even if it must be pie, one wants
something dainty and delicate for
luncheon. Something"
Il seei Something like those de-
licious little apple tars they have at
the Woman's Educational and Indus
trial union. III go down and get
some"
When Mr. Sloane and Richard re-
turned with their guest and relative
at the luncheon hour, they carried
green bags, from mere force OF habit,
though not a moments work did they
mean to do until after the holidays.
After a short chat they Get down to
the luncheon. During the lull Statira
exclaimed:
oh, uncle! Mamma says you were /
born in the pie belt, and have never /
Outgrown that particular natal infu-
snce."
Chester Sloane gave vent to a hearty
augh.
"Outgrown it? Well, | should say
loti AS much of a globe-trotter as
ave been for 20 years, and as many
md various vile foreign connections
Is | have eaten in that time, / have
lever been disloyal to pie, OF course
,,,o,,, 4l< r,,,u;,,o old Nror,- L,,,rrio,.I I
lie, such as our grandmothers used to
make, and particularly Aunt Adde'S
,iesl Eth, Roberto
Il never knew you had an Aunt
lddie." cried Mrs. Sloane, with look
f inquiry at her husband.
she was not relative of ours
Explained Chester, but a sort of aunt
D the entire community, and famous
Or her cookery especially her ap-
lie pies. have never known but one
ther person make them taste like
ers.
oh, see."
No item of the appetizing menu had
ttracted so much attention as was
ow concentrated on the one being
erved. and all. eyes were fixed upon
lie tiny tarts. scarce three inches in
iameter, in the center OF each des-
srt plate.
They look nice" remarked Mr..
loane.
Mrs. Sloane was watching their
tests, whom all the OF! RS were also
rtively watching. His mouth full OF
ie delicate pastry. he was gazing.
it'll fork uplifted. at the diminutive
Jple pie before him. Raising an
her morsel TO his lips, he tasted it n
a connoisseur samples some rare e
d vintage of the grape. meanwhile r
tently studying the crust of the tart Il
self. w here did you get them?" he IL
,ruptly said, addressing Mrs. Sloane T,
AT the Woman's Educational and o
dustrial union" a
III show you where the place is il
Idly volunteered Olney. Il