The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1912-06-27
Their Dinner
Party
BY RosaIIe d. Msndel.

BY RosaiIe q. Msndsl.
II have an idea" exclaimed Mar
jory as she burst into the room, throw.
ing her hat on the table. her coat on.
the chair and her gloves on the couch.
The "B. A. G." sewing circle pre-
pared to listen.
Well" the boys of the x. Y. T.
have been SO perfectly lovely to US
that l thought it would be nice for the
B. A. c. to give them q dinner party.
What do you think. girls?"
"Splendid!" "Fine!" ".Just dear!"
"Good!" Delightful" were the re
plies
But let US make this q progressive
dinner party" suggested Marjory.
Never heard of q progressive din.
ner," put in Lulu.
"a progressive dinner progresses
that's ALI" explained the instigator
of the plan. you see. we all start
at one girls home and partake of the
first course of a dinner. They We
proceed to another's for the second
Course. and so on until We finish with
the dessert at the last house. Sect"
"a perfect inspiration!" "Jolly!"
Simply wonderful" "Marjory. you
are a genius!" declared her friends.
Y'm glad it's going to be q dinner,
because Dan Is SO fond Of good things
to eat" said Louise. "Ill take the
dessert curse. Our cook makes splen.
did meringues."
Indeed mott" dissented Marjory.
Each girl must prepare her allotted
dish without any assistance whatso-
ever. No mother, sister. sister-in-
law, aunt, friend or servant will be
allowed to help the hostess in prepar-
ing our dinner. Those x. Y. z. boys
think we a do nothing but golf and
dance. Let us show them that we also
know something about the culinary
art!"
Eyes. Remember what the poet said
about reaching a mans heart through
his stomach" sighed the romantic
Irma.
After much lively discussion in as.
signing the dinner course to the men,
bers, naming the escorts and issuing
the official invitations to the X. Y. z.
club, the B. A. G. adjourned its week
ly meeting.
The following Tuesday evening as
the x. Y. Us and the B. A. C.,s en-.
tered Lulu's house they found her in
tears. She explained between sobs:
Il just feel perfectly terrible! It's
most embarrassing! But they never
came! The artichokes, l mean! I've
been telephoning frantically. Can get
no satisfaction! Oh! it's d~readful!"
Never mind!" said George sooth-
ingly. 1--WE can live without arti-
chokes. Don't worry, little girl. Let's
proceed to the soup"
So with one accord they started for
1rma's home.
The bouillon was brought in and
the bouillon was taken out-tasted,
and only tasted.
Il don't see how it happened! It's
a mystery! Don't be polite and try
to drink 1t, l beg of you. It's burnt,
irrevocably burnt. The gas range is
" OAduAO. III mOItlu0U.
The guests consoled Irma as best
they could.
Forward! Onward! was the watch.
word.
I'm getting kind of nervous" whis.
pered Marjory to Lulu. II hope my
ducks are all right. They ought to
be. l haven't thought of anything else
for a week! I've seen ducks running
around even in my dreams!"
Marjory's expression was a study
as the crisp and brown fowls were
placed before her at the dinner table.
my goodness! Impossible! How
awful! What made me do it? l com.
pletely forgot to draw my ducks be.
fore placing them in the oven!"
A hungry crowd left Marjory's
ducks and started for Louise's des.
ert.
1T was meant for ice cream mer.
ingue, but the ice ream just wouldn't
get hard" apologized Louise. III you
drink it like frappe 1t won't taste so
bad! Our cooks meringues are al,
ways dreams!"
Say, fellows, I'm beastly hungry"
declared Bob. Let's go down town
and give the girls a real dinner,
They're all right. even If they dom,
know how to cook. Come on, before
we perish with hunger"
AS the B. A. C.'s and K. Y. IL
entered the restaurant the head wait
er overheard Marjory suggest to hel
friends:
Girls. suppose we change our sew
Ing club into a cooking class?"
And the answer quickly came, "sup
pose we do"