The Hattiesburg news., 1910-01-17
MAKING
MO N E Y


cook, suggested to Mrs. Henshaw
that she might lay the foundation Of
a fortune by making cakes, pies and
doughnuts for her friends. Mrs. Sam
uels had known woman who had
made hundreds of dollars by filling
small orders for such things.
why don't you try it?" she had
wound up enthusiastically. I'D order
a dozen doughnuts and two pies from
you every week myself, and I'd glad
iy pay 20 cents a dozen for the dough-
nuts and 25 cents apiece for the pies"
Mrs. Henshaw's eyes opened wide.
And I could get orders from other
people, couldn't II" she queried 81
do believe I'll try"
Thus it was that Henshaw, coming
home rather late Saturday afternoon,
found his wife up to the elbows in
cookery for the neighbors.
"Whew-ew-ew." he whistled. Have
you undertaken to supply the whole
town."
Mrs. Henshaw sighed little weari-
Iy. 81 do begin to wish | hadn't tried
to do so much she said, but l think
it's going to be a great success. l
have orders for five dozen doughnuts
and IL pies. That means four dollars.
just in one day"
"Did you take out the cost of your
materials?" asked Henshaw with dis
heartening practicability.
His wife's face fell. II never
thought about that" she faltered. do
you suppose that will make very much
difference?"
There was a suspicion of tears in
her eyes and Henshaw kissed the tip
of floury ear.
Don't bother about that" he said.
Count it all clear gain, but don't
make yourself sick over it."
Tuesday night, when he came home,
Mrs. Henshaw was rather subdued
during the early part of the dinner,
and when the time for serving dessert
arrived Henshaw was surprised to see
her rise to clear away the dishes.
Where's Sophy?" he asked.
"Sophys gone" Mrs. Henshaw ex-
planned. "She said she wasn't used
to working for people who ran
bakeries"
Henshaw said nothing. He merely
looked at his wife whimsically, and
when she returned from her second
trip into the kitchen she looked back
at him bravely and laughed.
tbipk I'll piuo I'm cold
There are difficulties in the way that
I didn't take into account"
For some weeks Mrs. Henshaw was
| too busy cooking for her own family
! to worry very much about the future
but by the time she had paid for the
extra groceries which had been re
quired to carry on the bakery business
she was once more anxious to join the
great ranks of the working women
One evening her husband came home
to find her poring over book about
| squads.
! I'VE have the space, Howard, dear,
she explained, land all we need is {
! coop and some squads"
! "All right" said Henshaw. "Tll sup
ply the coop if you'll provide thu
squads and the brain work for the en-
terprse.'
The coop that Mrs. Henshaw haC
him buy seemed large to Henshaw
but she explained that it was cheape
in the end to buy large one. as the.
would need all the room they coult
get within few weeks. Shortly aft
erward she bought six pairs o
pigeons.
"They were nice BIRDS" Henshav
said sadly to a friend some week.
later, land they bore up wonderful.
considering all the experiments triet
on them in the way of food. However
at last they got discouraged and died
We never knew what was the matte
with them. They just died, quietl.
and inconspicuously. one after an
other"
The sight Of that empty coop Gu
Mrs. Henshaw to the heart every tim
of the ghosts Of departed squads bu
of dead hopes as well. However afte
the lapse of several weeks she dc
cided to fill the coop with chicken
and sell the eggs and young broilers
and her hopes sprung up as lively a
ever.
The hens laid with such generosit
that Mrs. Henshaw's purse actual
grew perceptibly fatter. Her frs
brood of chicks were the pride of he
heart. AS they gradually lost their il
fant f1uffiness and developed fror
NANCY horrors into plump little broi
ers, she could almost hear the coin
rafting into her savings bank On
: Saturday morning she announced t
Henshaw that she had made her frs
sale.
Mrs. Samuels wants Brownie fo
her Sunday dinner" she said tr
umphantly. will you kill him?"
"Of course" said Henshaw. 'T'll d
it as soon as I get home tonight"
But Brownie was not destined to
eaten by the Samuels family. Mr.
Henshaw met her husband on tn