The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1909-11-17
Cafe pimlico. It was . different

you've got to work. Why you are
doing this I don't know. but since
you are doing 1t you've got to do 1t
right"
quite right. sir" said John
Knight.
John was almost discouraged at the
end of the third day. Routine was
hard to him. Then came change.
Without realizing it, he had come to
like the work. 1t was with pride
that he sent out a filet la Marengo
or q Chateaubriand Pimllco to some
particular guest, while Pettelier nod
ded grudgingly approval.
One day he prepared a dish of his
own contriving, dish he had set be-
fore his friends many times in his
idle days. Pelletier had a little den
off the kitchen and at Pelletier's din
ner hour Jack sent in the dish with
his compliments. He waited with a
boys eagerness to hear what the
great cook would say.
Pelletier did not appear for some
time and the more he delayed the
more Jack hoped. Finally Pelletier
emerged.
"Your dish?" he asked.
"Yes, sir" said Jack.
eve will put it on the bill of fare" ="
said the chef. Jack blushed with
pleasure. So it happened that ragout
d'agneau a la Jack became popular
dish at the Cafe Pimlico.
Max the waiter had taken q friend
ly interest in Jacks endeavors and
favored him from time to time with
the gossip of the cafe. When any
diners appeared whom Max recog-
/ nized as Jacks friends he would bring
t back word to the kitchen. One night
: Max came in somewhat agitated.
; Miss Sanborn is with a party at
! my table," he said.
| "Yes?" said the new second cook
"She has insisted on the ragout q
= la Jack"
Jack set about preparing it with ar
$ odd smile. Later in the evening he
< called Max.
"Did Miss Sanborn say anything tc
you?" he asked.
Nothing" Jack looked disap
pointed. But she ate and ate of the
ragout," declared Max, and Jacl
frightened. "At least my work is ap
+ preciated, he said to himself.
! Jack Knight had been the secont
cook in the Pimlico for month whel
: he had realized that he had found {
e vocation. He had begun the worl
n partly in a spirit of bravado, but tn
L liking he had had for amateur culin
: airy pursuits had grown into a pas
l. sion. 1t was in him to be cook
" Maybe his great-grandmother or som
other ancestor had, been a cook an
p he was a revision to type.
J. Jack began to dream. He woul
o excel in this profession into which tn
e word of woman had sent him. H
i would be head chef-better still, h
would have his own establishment.
came to him as surprise that h
could have a place of his own. II
n had forgotten that he was wealthy.
&c There was nothing rash about job
Knight. He would stay year in tn
Pimlico, if need be, until he had ma!
a. tered at least part of the science {
cooking; then he would open a plae
which would attract the gourmets {
r. the world. Old Pelletier would
at his steward and between them the
would make the Cafe Jack famous.
/ His musings were interrupted
TO the unusual sound of woman
u voice. Women came rarely to II
rs Pimlico kitchen. He looked over II
serving counter and beheld vision
His first glance caught two roguis
III black eyes, pretty mouth, half ope
e. as If to let out a question, and ro'
cheeks, q dimple in each. Later
or added to the picture hair of the dee
est black, arranged in a studied la'
OF order, and q hat which was all re
'st roses. Jack, it must be confesse
stared. He became aware that Il
vision was talking.
he Where is papa?" it said.
"Who is papa?" responded Jack.
rt- Monsieur Pelletier."
III L Ii Call JAIN 5Oe a NhS
for her and summoned his chef.
he "Antoinette," said Pelletier, in
I'D attempt to be severe, "you shouldr
interrupt me in business hours"
an But papa, had to see you, real
and truly, on something that wouldl
wait"
lg- The chef started to lead the way
his den. She whispered something
I've him and he stopped and beckoned
ap- Jack.
But my daughter wishes to kn'
us. you," he said. "Antoinette, this
lot Monsieur knight, my second coe
a He is good one. Jack, this is Mat
moiselle Pelletier."
md Jack bowed low. Blue eyes n
At black in admiration and challenge
father and daughter departed.
EEL Jack did not see the vision ag'
ma for some time. He was wondering
he ever would, when Pelletier s.
ris- prised him one night with an invi
lila tion "Will Won come out with