Arizona republican., 1912-06-05
Their Dinner
 Party
By RosaIie G. Mendel.

ing her hat on the table, her coat on the chair and her gloves on the couch.
 The "B. A. C." sewing circle pre- pared to listen.
 Well" the boys of the x. Y. g. have been so perfectly lovely to us that l thought it would be nice for the B. A. C. to give them a dinner party. What do. you think, girls?"
 "Splendid!" "Finel" Just dear!" "Goodi" "Delightful!' were the re plies
 But let us make this a progressive dinner party" suggested Marjory.
 Never heard of progressive din ner." put in Lulu.
 "A progressive dinner progresses that's all!" 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 anothers for the second course. and so on until we finish with the dessert at the last house. See?"
 A perfect inspiration!" "Jolly!" Simply wonderful!" "Marjory, you are a geniusl" declared her friends.
 I'm glad it's going to be a dinner, because Dan is so fond of good things to eat" said Louise "Pll take the dessert course. Our cook makes splen- did meringues.
 Indeed not" 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 E. boys think we can do nothing but golf and dance. Let us show them that we also know something about the culinary art!"
 Yes. Remember what the poet said about reaching mans heart through his stomach,' sighed the romantic Irma
 After much lively discussion in as- signing the dinner course to the mem- bers, naming the escorts and issuing the official invitations to the x. Y. z. club, the B. A. c. adjourned it's week ly meeting.
 The following Tuesday evening as the x. Y. Z.'s and the B. A. C.'s eR tered Lulu's house they found her in tears. She explained between sobs:
 T just feel perfectly terrible! It's most embarrassing! But they never came! The artichokes, I mean! I've been telephoning frantically. Can get no satisfaction! Oh! it's dreadful"
 Never mind," said George sooth- ingly. We can live without arti- chokes. Don't worry, little girl. Let's proceed to the soup"
 So with one accord they started for Irma's home.
 The bouillon was brought in and the bouillon was taken out-tasted, and only tasted.
 T don't see how it happened! It's a mystery! Don't be polite and try to drink it, I beg of you It's burnt, rrevocably burnt. The gas range is to blame. I'm mortified"
 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. T 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? I com pletely forgot to draw my ducks be- fore placing them in the oven!"
 A hungry crowd left Mariory's ducks and started for Louise's des- ert.
 Tt was meant for ice cream mer- ingue, but the ice cream just wouldn't get hard" apologized Louise. If you drink 1t like frappe it won't taste so had! Our cooks meringues are all 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 don't know how to cook. Come on, before We perish with hunger"
 As the B. A. C's and X. Y. Z.'s entered the restaurant the head wait CT overheard Marjory suggest to her friends:
 Girls. suppose we change our sew ing club into cooking class?"
 And the answer quickly came, Sup pose we do'