The Prescott daily news., 1909-06-29
WAKING UP WILLIAM
His Willy Wife Finally Got What
 She Was After.
IT WAS A WELL PLAYED GAME

William Was a Little Slow, but When the Lady's Trump Card Was Played
 He Said Just What She Wanted Him
 to Say From the Very Start.
 william" 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 come"
 MT. Gimartin lowered his paper an instant and stared across the table at her.
 "Havew he said. "Why, suppose we'll have a couple of games of cinch and a lot of foolish talk. as usual"
 "I mean what will we have to eat stupidv' explained his wife. You know they always have little lunch when we go over to their place."
 "Oh. to eat!" echoed Gilmartin. re- suming his newspaper. "Why, have whatever you like. I don't care"
 Mrs. Gilmartin sighed and patted the sewing on her knee after taking a fur tive glance at her engrossed husband.
 "Thats easy enough to say" she ob- served, but I want to talk to you about 1t. This Is important Do help me out, Will," she added. i've thought until I'm dizzy, and nothing seems quite the thing"
 "H-m-mv' said Gilmartin, drowning at the wall paper and trying to think. thing would do thats-er-nice- what ever they usually have, you know" he added rather helplessly. "Go ahead and get up nice little supper. You know how" And he calmly resumed his newspaper.
 But this is different dear," persist ed Mrs. Gilmartin, puckering her brows and her sewing in her agitation. "This is Mrs. Pritchard's birthday. and we invited them to celebrate it with us weeks and weeks ago. You know she's such a stickler for having everything just right. I'm worried eick."
 What is there to worry abOutw de- manded her husband, looking over the top of the paper in surprise. "I sup pose the Pritchards eat about the same sort of things the rest of us do. never saw much difference the few times we had a bite with them. They aren't any better than we are. as far as can see. I guess what's good enough for us is good enough for Al Pritchard and his wife,"
 Mrs. Gilmartin heaved another rath CT pathetic sigh and said: "It isn't the actual food I'm worrying about and whether 1t will be. as you say. good enough for them. That's silly. But it's the selection of little menu for a birthday party and the table decora tions and the lights an6-and every thing" she added. xAfrs Pritchard says it's the little things that show the clever housekeeper."
 There was silence for few mo ments, and then Mrs. Gilmartin ven tured suggestion:
 'Creamed oysters are nice," she said
 "Um-hum," breathed the head of the house absent1y. What was that?" he demanded, turning suddenly. "I didn't hear"
 T said creamed oysters are nice" re peated Mrs. Gilmartin
 Sure! Of course they arev' he de clared with enthusiasm. "All right Let's have creamed oysters" and he dived into the stock market reports.
 Well, you don't imagine we ear make whole birthday supper oa creamed oysters, do you?" demanded Mrs. Gilmartin indignantly. ''Thar, must be lot of other things thouc n of. Mrs. Pritchard says it's just these little affairs that bring out real tact and good taste"
 "Oh, bother Mrs. Pritchardr' snap ped Gilmartin.
 "Why, Will"' said his wife mildly "I'm afraid you're out of sorts this evening, and did want to have a nice long talk about this little supper, be cause so much depends on it.
 T beg your pardon" said her hus band contritely, laying down his pa per. "I didn't mean to be cross. Now what will we have after the creamet oysters"
 T suppose a chicken salad or some thing like that would be all right, said Mrs. Gilmartin rather doubtfully "and we ought to have stuffed to mato, although that seems awful! common and ordinary for birthday party You know the Pritchards al ways turn the whole thing over, tC Robbem, who has that caterers place near them, whenever they have any thing sort of formal--a birthday or 6 holiday party like this, you know" What do we want of caterer tC