The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1909-07-06
WAKING UP WILLIAM
His Willy Wife Finally Got What
She Was After.
lit WAS A WELL PLAYED GAME

lit WAS A WELL PLAYED GAME
William Was Little Slow, but When
the Lady's Trump Card Was Played
He Said just What She Wanted Him
60 Say From the Very Start.
"WilIiam," said Mrs Gilmartin, bend
ing over the sewing In her lap, what
do you think we'd better have Thurs
day night when the Pritchards conner
Mr.. Gilmartin lowered his paper an
instant and stared across the table at
her.
'Have?' he said. why, suppose
wen have couple of games OF cinch
and lot of foolish talk, as usual"
II mean what will we have to eat
stupidp explained his wife. You
know they always have little lunch
when we go over to their place."
"Oh, to eatw echoed Gilmartin, re-
Stunning his newspaper. "Why, have
whatever you like. don't care"
Mrs. Gilmartin sighed and patted the
sewing on her knee after taking fur
tive glance at her engrossed husband.
That's easy enough to say" she OBJ
served, "but l want to talk to you
about it. This is important. Do help
me out, Wil," she added I've
thought until Pm dizzy, and nothing
seems unite the thing"
sH-m-mr' said Gilmartin, frowning
at the wall paper and trying to think.
"why, should think-er-almost any
thing would do that's-er-nice-what-
ever they usually have. you know" he
added rather helplessly. go ahead
and get up a nice little supper. You
know how" And he calmly resumed
his newspaper.
''But this is different, DEAR" persist
ed Mrs. Gilmartin, pickering her
brows and her sewing in her agitation.
aThis is Mrs. Pritchard's birthday,
and we invited them to celebrate 1t
with us weeks and weeks ago. You
know she's such stickler for having
everything just right. Pm worried
sick"
Awhat is there to worry aboutr de-
handed her husband, looking over the
top of the paper in surprise. Il sup
pose the Pritchards eat about the same
sort Of things the rest of us do. l
never saw much difference the few
times we had bite with them. They
aren't any better than we are, as far
as l can see guess what's good
enough for us is good enough for Al
Pritchard and his wife,
Mrs. Gilmartin heaved another rath-
er pathetic sigh and said: ut isn't the
actual food Pm worrying about and
whether it win be, as you say, good
enough for them. That's silly. But it's
the selection Of little menu for
birthday party and the table decora
lions and the lights and-and every
thing" she added MRS. Pritchare
says it's the little things that show the
clever housekeeper."
There was silence for a few mo-
ments, and then Mrs. Gilmartin ven
tured q suggestion:
"Creamed oysters are NICE" she said.
"Um-hum," breathed the head of the
house absently. what was that?" he
demanded, turning suddenly. Il didn't
hear"
II said creamed oysters are NICE" re-
peated Mrs. Gilmartin.
'Surel OF course they arev he de-
clared with enthusiasm. "All right.
Let's have creamed oysters" and he
diyed into the stock market reports.
HWell, you don't Imagine we can
make a whole birthday supper off
creamed oysters, do your demanded
Mrs Gilmartin Indignantly 'There
must be lot of other things thought
of. Mrs. Pritchard says it's just these
little affairs that bring out real tact
and good taste"
"Oh, bother Mrs Pritchardp' snap
ped Gilmartin.
"Why, WillI' said his wife mildly.
s.Pm afraid you're out of sorts this
evening, and did want to have nice
long talk about this little supper, be-
cause so much depends on it."
81 beg your pardon" said her hus-
band contritely, laying down his pa
per- 81 didn't mean to be cross. Now,
what will we have after the creamed
OystersT'
II suppose a chicken salad or some |
thing like that would be all right"
said Mrs. Gilmartin rather doubtfully.
''and we ought to have a stuffed to |
mato, although that seems awfully |
x,,x,,o,. opd ordfporu foy. a hirfhdou |
party. You know the Pritchards al
ways turn the whole thing over to |
who has that caterers place |
near them, whenever they have any
thing sort of formal-a birthday or a |
holiday party like this, you know"
! "What do we want of caterer to |
get mp supper for four people?' de- |
Mr.. Gilmartin. you can get
away with 1t in great shape with Hilda
10 help you out"
"Oh, didn't mean for US to get Rob
Dem," she said, glancing at him from |
beneath her lashes. Il was just telling |
you how e..sy 1t is for them. Mrs. |
Prftchard says it's absurd for people |
to go to the expense of hiring a caterer !
,or small affair unless they have |
plenty of money"
Mr.. Gilmartin stood up and took a |
TURN across the floor.
s'Oh, she does, does she?' he said |
lefiantly. us that SO? Well, you just |
70 over to Robbem's tomorrow and put |
he whole Thing in bis hands and quit |
worrying / guess we can stand for it |
about as easily as AL Pritchard can"
Mrs. Gilmartin dropped her sewing |
10 the floor with delightful little
,queal, ran around the table and threw |
both arms around his neck.
"Oh, you cid DEAR" she cooed, that's |
ust what l wanted you to say all |
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