The Prescott daily news., 1911-07-06
What He
 Liked

and legs Of mutton killed what little appetite he could muster. Chops fairly made him seasick and steak was fast Becoming tasteless.
 II wasn't that he couldn't think of hings he'd like to eat His mind these spring days had 2 tendency to run to the old place back home His hungry soul longed for the old-time yietuais like-well, dandelion greens or, bet ter still mustard greens
 Mrs Jennings was tieed of trying 10 resurrect for Jennings the flavor Of the old home days Nothing she did suited Jennings jaded appetite. She was just making ID her mind to try partial starvation as a cure when Jennings remarked one evening in last stand sort of voice; There's nothing in this town fit to eat except ! beans. Now. Mary, if you could con- trive to cook up pot Of beans that would taste like my mothers I be- lieve I'd quit being so homesick for real grub"
 Mrs. Jennings was a little startled by this announcement. She had cooked beans frequently in the sev- eral years of her married life and nev- CT until this moment had she suspect ed that the method of cooking them was below par
 How does your mother cook beans ?" she asked.
 Why readily volunteered Jen- nings, "she just cooks them until they're done. That's all there is to beans-iHst cook 'em enough
 No amount of questioning could bring out more explicitly the secrets of this toothsome home dish. Mrs. Jennings, however.-in a sort of desperation, resolved to make one heroic effort. Nothing that was ever done 10 beans to make them tooth some was to be left undone.
 Accordingly she soaked them over night and poured off the water next morning. She then put them in her best pot and parboiled them, carefully drained them through a colander and set them back for a long and gentle boil
 Nothing, absolutely nothing was omitted; no time nor pains was spared. The whole day was dedicated to beans
 That night Jennings gave a hopeful smile at the steaming dish and helped himself liberally. only ts lay his spoon down moment later in utter dejec- tion.
 What did you do to them?' he all most moaned
 Mrs. Jennings drew a quick breath. flushed little and in a voice of dead ly calm went over minutely the many processes of the preparation.
 What do you mean by parboiling?" inquired Jennings.
 Why, putting pinch of soda into the first water.''
 Well, that's what did It. Mother never parboiled hers.'
 peculiar gasp across the table caused Jennings to glance at his wife Mrs. Jennings was trying desperately hard to say something. Finally she managed to enunciate quite clearly the words, You selfish brute!"
 Never in all her married life-but what's the use of giving details? They Quarreled and continued the perform ance until both were reduced to that domestic earthquake.
 And then the doorbell ra6g. It was Jennings mother.
 'I knew I'd surprise you" she said. "I expect I oughtn't to have come. But now that Nan Is married and gone west get lonesome toward spring and Mrs. Molitt persuaded me to come to the city for couple of days. Fla therll be lonely. I expect, but he wanted me to come, and here I am. Mary. I'm starved. Anything will do Just cup of tea and bite of some thing. My! What nice beans! You're fine cook, Mary!"
 And then it came out--the domes. tic tragedy.
 Mother Jennings looked at her son "The idea. Will Jennings--you~ talk ing about my beans when you never used to eat theml Of course par boil them. 1 always do. know what's the matter with you. You've been overeating all winter I'll fix you up dose of sulphur and molasses and Mary will give you plenty of rhubarb sauce. That always brought you around when you got those cranky spells at home
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