Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1909-07-09
WAKING UP WILLIAM SPEC|ALTY IN MELONS[
His Willy Wife Finally Got What
She Was After.
IT WAS A WELL PLAYED GAME

William Was a Little Slow, but Whe'
the Lady's Trump Gard Was Playe'
He Said Just What She Wanted Hin
to Say From the Very Start.
William" said Mrs. Gilmartin, bend
ing over the sewing in her lap, "wha1
do you think we'd better have Thurs
day night when the Pritchards Gomez
Mr.. Gilmartin lowered his paper ar
instant and stared across the table al
her.
"Have?" he said. why, l suppose
we'll have couple of games Of cinct
and lot of foolish talk, as usual"
81 mean what will we have to eat
stupid! explained Lis wife. "You
know they always have little lunch
when we go over to their place."
ooh, to eat!" echoed Gilmartin, re-
Stunning his newspaper. "Why, have
whatever you like. I don't care"
Mrs. GilmaEtin 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 I want to talk to you
about it. This is important. Do help
me out, WILL" she added. 1--WE
thought until I'm dizzy, and nothing
seems quite the thing"
"H-m-m! said Gilmartin, frowning
at the wall paper and trying to think.
"Why, 1 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 nice little supper. You
know how" And he calmly resumed
his newspaper.
'sBut this is different, DEAR" persist
ed Mrs. Gilmartin, pickering 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
sick"
"What is there to worry about?'' de-
manded 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 a bite with them. They
aren't any better. than we are, as far
as I 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: 1T isn't the
actual food I'm worrying about and
whether it will be, as you say, good
enough for them. That's silly. But it's
the selection Of a little menu for a
birthday party and the table decora-
tons and the lights and-and. every
thing" she added. MRS. ,Pritchard
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 suggestion:-- :
"Creamed oysters are NICE" she said.
"Um-hum," breathed the head of the
house absently. 'What was that?" he
demanded, turning suddenly: II didn't
hear" :
II said creamed oysters are NICE" re.
peated Mrs. Gilmartfn. . =
"Sure! OF course they are!' he de-
clared with enthusiasm. "Au right.
Let's have creamed oysters" and he
dived into the stock market reports. r.
"Well, you don't imagine we can
make a whole birthday supper of
creamed oysters, do you" 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. Pritchardy' snap
ped Gilmartin. -
"Why, Wiu!' said his wife mildly.
"I'm afraid you're out Of sorts this
evening, and did want to have nice
long talk abont this little supper. be-
cause so much depends on It," Is
II beg your pardon" said her hus.
band contrttely, laying down his pa.
per. II didn't mean to be cross. Now,
what will We have after the creamed
oysters?' s.
II suppose a chicken salad or some
thing like that would be all right"
said Mrs. Gilmartin rather doubtfully,
''and we ought Ito have stuffed to-
mato, although that seems awfully
common and ordinary for birthday
party. You know the Pritchards al
ways turn the whole thing over to
Robbem, 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" i
"What do we want of a caterer to-
get up supper for four peopleT' de-
handed Mr.. Gilmartfn. ''You can get
away with it in great shape with Hilda
to help you out" - .-- -
"Oh, didn't mean for us to get Rob
bem," she said, glancing at him from
beneath her 1ashes, II was Just telling
you how easy it is for them. Mrs.
Pritchard says it's absurd for people
to go to the expense Of hiring caterer
for small affair unless they have
plenty of money" .ss...rt4 i