The Washington herald., 1910-06-19

when I entered. You'll have to come
to my assistance"
1t was then that I saw the cook book.
1t was lying on a shelf beside the clock,
and while Mr.. HARRISON had his back
turned I got It down. 1t was quite clear
that the domestic type OF woman was his
ideal. and I did not care TO outrage his
belief IN me. So l took the cook book
into the rantry and read the recipe over
three times. When l came back I knew
1t by heart, although I did not under
stand H.
Il will tell you how" I said with a
great deal of dignity. "and since you
want TO help. you may make It your
self"
He was delighted.
Fine" he said suppose you give
me the idea first. Then we'll 90 over It
slowly, bit by BIT Well make a big
luffy omelet, and II the others aren't
around, well eat il ourselves"
Well" said. trying to remember ex-
actly, you take two eggs"
'Two1 he repeated. Two eggs for
ten people,"
Don't interrupt me-" l said irritably.
Tiff two isn't enough we can make
several omelets, one after the other"
He looked at me with admiration
WHO else but you would have thought
of that" he remarked Wen, here are
two eggs. What next?"
Separate them" l said easily. No,
didn't know what 1t meant I hoped
he would: I said it as casually as could.
and | did not look at him. l knew he
was staring at me. puzzled
Separate them!' he said. why. they
aren't fastened together Then he
laughed. 'Oh. yes, OF course," When
/ looked he had put one at each end .of
the table. Afraid they'll quarrel. I sup
pose" he said. Wei. now they're sep
arated."
Then beat
First separate. then beat" he re-
peated. 1.-THE author of that cookbook
must have had a mean disposition
What's next? Hang them?' He looked
up at me with his boyish smile.
Separate and beat" I repeated. If 7
lost word Of that recipe 1 was gone
It was like saying the alphabet; had
TO go TO the beginning every time, men,
tally.
Well" he reflected, you can't beat
an egg, no matter how cruel you may be.
unless you break 1t first" He picked UP
an egg and looked at itA Separate he
reflected. "Ah-the white from the
whatever you cooking experts call it,
the yellow part"
Exactly" 1 exclaimed, light breaking
on me. "Of course 1 knew you would
find it out" Then back to the recipe
beat until well mixed; then fold IN the
whites"
''Fold7' he questioned. 1T looks pretty
thin to fold, doesn't II? I-upon my word.
never heard of folding an egg. Are
you-but of course you know. Please
come and show me how"
Just fold them in" I said desperately.
Tit isn't difficult" And because
was so transparent a fraud and knew
he must find me out then, I said some
thing about butter. and went into the
pantry. That's the trouble with a lie;
somebody asks you to tell one as a favor
to somebody else and the first thing you
know, you are having to tell thousand
and trying to remember the ones you
have told so you swon't contradict your
self. and the very person you have tried
to help turns on you and reproaches you
for being untruthful / leaned my elbows
despondently on the shelf of the kitchen
pantry, with the feet of a guard visible
throu On the high window over my head,
and waited for Mr. HARRISON to come in
and demand that I fold a raw egg, and
discover that l didn't know anything
about cooking. and was Just as useless
as all the others.
lie came. He held the bowl out TO me
and waved fork in triumph.
Il have solved IT, he said. ''Or, rath-
er. Flanagan and I have solved Il. The
mixture awaits the magic touch OF the
cook
1 honestly thought I could do the rest
1t was only to be put In pan and
Drowned, and then In the oven three
minutes. And I did Il properly, but for
two things: I should have creased the
pan (but this was the books fault; 1t
didn't say and I should have lighted the
oven. The latter, however, was Mr.. Har-
biSons fault as much as mine, and I
had Wit enough TO lay it TO absent-mind-
edness on the part Of both OF us.
After that. Aunt Selma or no Aunt
Selma. we decided TO have boiled eggs,
and Mr.. HARRISON knew how to cook
them. He put them IN the tea kettle and
then went to look at the furnace. And
Officer Timothy Flanagan ground the
coffee and gave his opinion OF the board
Of health in no stinted terms. AS for me,
burned my fingers and the toast. and