The Waxahachie daily light. [volume] (Waxahachie, Tex.) 1894-current, 1912-05-27

pretty as Sadie and, moreover, she
was good cook. So were Margaret
and Agnes and Carrie, other aspirants.
Louise-Mrs. Fruby merely smiled at
the idea of Louise.
Being built on solid lines herself,
Mrs. Fruby had an imagined contempt
for ethereal creatures like Louise, who
looked as though puff of wind might
easily remove her from the scene
Louise was of the ethereal, useless kind
and Mrs. Fruby knew that no sensible
man wanted helpless wife. Men, she
| often told Sadie, liked energy and abil-
| ity in girl. AS for cooking, it was
doubtful if Louise could even cook a
pan of fudge without burning it.
Peter Vernon was a tall, thin young
man with well set head and kind
ly, if shrewd, smile
He's not the sort to get taken in!'
Mrs. Fruby said thankfully as she
superintendent Sadie's work making
the beaten biscuits for that nights
supper, to which Peter was coming.
/ Does your arm ache? Let me beat
a while!"
Peter Vernon liked the beaten bis
cult Immensely. He ate six. And he
had two helpings of the chocolate
marshmallow pudding.
} She nearly beat her arm off max
! ing those" Sadie's mother confided to
: him. But. l tell you, nothing daunts
| Sadie' When she does a thing she
does it!"
They certainly were mighty good"
repeated Peter Vernon.
I'VE always have EN- Wednesday
| evenings" said Sadie's mother with a
sudden inspiration. And you drop
in that night without waiting to be
asked, since you're so fond of en-"
Yes, do" echoed Sadie
Beaten biscuits are hard to make.
Many were the weary hours Sadie
Fruby put in over them, because they
had to be made regularly on Wednes-
day. Sometimes Peter dropped in. and
If he did not he was certain to be
met on the street the next day by Sa.
die or her mother and pinned down to
another date. Mrs F'ruby took his
fondness for the marshmallow pud-
ding as an especially good sign.
You keep it up, Sadie she told
| her daughter the evening Peter had
stayed half-hour beyond his usual
/ time Il can begin to see that you're
winning QUIT"
Il don't know" Sadie said dubious
/ ly He goes to Isabefs and Margar-
| cts, too-and Louise'sl"
Il wouldn't worry declared her
mother Il guess Isabel can't make
biscuit like yours and Margarets cake
is a joke And you know Louise!
Why, you've got EN- all on the rum"
But he never says nothing" Sadie
protested, q mean anything that
could take as"
He amt that kind" declared Mrs
Fruby He ain't going to make love
to a girl till he's engaged to heri
You beat those biscuits longer next
time!"
Shortly after that the local newspa-
/ per contained the unexpected an
nouncement Of the quiet marriage of
Peter Vernon and Louise, the ethereal.
Mrs. Fruby. after hystericaI
i. scream when she read the news, told
Sadie plainly what she thought OF Pc
a ter. She talked so yehemently that
she did not notice how pale Sadie's
! cheeks were. Sadie usually was stolid
/ and unmoved.
We'll" Mrs Fruby said at last,
wiping her eyes, at can't be helped.
I You'd better stir up some beaten bis
cult for supper tonight--its Wednes-
t day." Habit was strong with her.
1t was then that Sadie voiced a
e brand new theory Of life Beaten bis
: cult!' she echoed grimly. II never
want to see one again! ] guess what
, you eat doesn't count for much after
J all"