The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1910-12-03
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Copyright. 1910. by American Press
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Edgar Borland, though bachelor.
was sufferer from the servant cues
ton. He lived alone in apartments, a
cook and a maid respectively providing
his meals and taking care Of his rooms.
He had told the maid that she must be
in, by II o'clock at night, and she had
departed. BE had carelessly left bot
tie Of 1865 brandy unlocked. and this
had deprived him Of his cook, for she
had drunk it all, and it was necessary
to remove her. Mr.. Borland's ston1-
ach was very delicate and could stand
nothing but home cooking.
Mr.. Borland that morning had taken
his breakfast in his room-a boiled
egg, which was the extent of his own
culinary accomplishments. He had
gone without his luncheon and was
now ruefully wondering what he
should do for dinner. He caught sight
OF his face in mirror and there saw
a, sour, dyspeptic look that made him
shiver. At that moment the bell rang.
he opened the door. There stood a
young woman decorated with a wid-
owls cap, holding by the hand little
girl Of five.
lis this my fat?' asked the lady.
II wish it were," replied Borland rue
fully.
'''But isn't 1t?'
II hold a lease of it,
''What floor is this?"
'"The sixth"
"East or west suit?"
EAST"
"There! l told you so! That's the
fiat leased from today. Oct: ~
Mr.. Borland stood thinking. It &C.
CURED to him that he had 1aid some
thing to the agent about giving up his
apartments. but nothing: definite.
madame" he said. ''can you cook?'
Eyes. But what has that got to do
with it?'
I'm hungry. If you wish to get
anything out of man never make
the attempt while his stomach is emp
ty. Come in here and cook me a din
ner and We'll talk about who is the
lessee Of the apartments afterward."
1.-THE very thing. I haven't had
bite since breakfast, and my little girl
is starving. We are to move early to-
morrow, and our present quarters are
In a horrible condition.
Mr.. Borland had plenty in his larder,
80 there was nothing for the widow
to do but go into the kitchen. open the
icebox and take out the principal vi
ands for a dinner. Borland took the
little girl into his library. selected
books with pictures for her and left
her immured in them. Then he went to
closet and took out bottle of wine.
and the lady in the kitchen heard
that sound, agreeable at any time. but
especially so before dinner, the draw
ing Of cork.
Presently the lady in the kitchen
opened the door leading into the din
ing room for the purpose of going in
to set the table. Borland was placing
wineglasses.
Anything wanting?" he asked, look.
ing at her doubtfully.
"Only napkins. forks. salt and pep
per and plates for the salad"
THAT reminds me-do you like may
onnaise?'
IT prefer it to all other kinds of
dressing"
Every well. I'll make mayonnaise.
That's the only thing in the prepare
ton Of food that can do well. and
do that to PERFECTION
BY the time the dressing was fin,
tshed the dinner was ready. The wild.
ow placed it on the table. Borland
put some books on chair to make
higher seat for the little girl. and the
host and cook took seats opposite each
other. AS Borland began to eat the
sour. dyspeptic look left his face. his
eye frightened and smile lowered
upon his lips. Filling the lady's glass.
he raised his own to his lips and held
! it poised. while he said:
| II drink to the best dinner I've eaten
in years and to the most accomplished
chef. Your health, Mrs. 49,.
"Greenough."
1.-THE devilr' =,
:. Il said Greenough."
! what Greenough?'
Edith Sherman Greenough or Mrs.
| James C. Greenough. whichever you
like"
1.-THE devilv' repeated Borland. set
ting down his glass. rising from his
seat, leaning over the table and grasp
ing the widows hand.
mot at all: Edith Greenough."
Jim Greenough's widow! By Jove!
What coincidence!'
you are
Edgar Borland" '