The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-08-28
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Then Thursday evening dear.
promised MRS Dorsett. with a little
wrinkle of a smile about her lips.
those two overgroWn boys shall just
revel In al the dainties of old times
Nelie's gloomy face Frightened up
m%agicaliy as her devoted sister-inlaw
whispered "the great secret" into her
eager ears. She Rugged and kissed
dear Mrs. Dorset and laughed and
chartered and went home happy. con.
vinced that never a new bride had
such a dear. dear sister-in-law and
such q practical sensible mother-in
law
Ronald Barton ushered his friend an
old-time chum into the neat. attractive
little dining room at home. proud Of
the neatly set table with It's g%littering
silver and glassware. Nellie never
looked loveler It was when the maid
brought In a great steaming dish OF
pork and beans that Ronald stared q
little.
Butcher must have forgotten the
lamb chops" he said half apologetical
ly.
Always liked them. declared.
stowell.
Why, Nellie, isn't this some new
tangled sort Of bakers bread?" jim
quired Ronald, as he took a mouthful
Of the bread IN the plate and made
something of a wry face.
No, indeed" resented Nellie with
dignity. That Is the regular old-fash
Toned homemade. salt-rising bread
that everybody dotes over"
Guess tastes are getting sort
Of perverted. old boyl" laughed
stoweh. 'It,s delicious, but-no, /
thank you. I won't have another
piece"
Ronald's eyes fairly bulged at the
dessert. The apple sauce looked to
him 2 poor. thin, ~cheerless dish to
oner to an invited guest. stowell
looked around for some of that naky
pudding Nellie had given them last
time.
And then came the climax as the
maid soberly brought in three great
slabs Of mince pie-good pie. grand
pie, but on a hot night
Too heavy for me-" declared sto-
well, and Ronald glanced r%eproachful
ly at Nellie, and the table when finally
abandoned showed remnants enough
to feed a whole family.
The gentlemen adjourned to the
porch. Ronald experienced a species
Of social discomfort. It was certainly
q remarkable culinary demonstration
she had made He glanced at Stowell,
who was solemnly putting away at his
cigar. He looked like a wronged man.
He was bon viyant enough 70 enjoy
dainties and had anticipated some
thing light and toothsome at the Bar
ton home.
Guess we'd better stroll down to
the hotel a little later and have a
game of billiards, eh, Barton2" he sug
gested.
They open a new grill room to-
night, I hear" observed Ronald.
Why, mother, you herel" and the
speaker sprang from his chair and
greeted his mother with genuine glad
ness.
This Is a surprise. Mrs. Barton
spoke stoweil.
yes, I was busy out In the kitchen
and was afraid the maid would spoil
things if l didn't superintend a little,
spoke the old lady demurely. as she
had been taught by her plotting daug-
ter, Mrs Dorsett.
And then the truth dawned on
Ronald. He glanced at his compan
ion. Stowell had flushed up and look.
ed bored.
Boys" spoke Mrs. Barton Ia her
winning, motherly way, never forget
that two healthy, all-day rowing lads
coming in to a heavy farm supper
hungry as tramps aren't two dainty
city-bred children of the larger
growth, The cooking mother did is
just the thing in its place. but. as 1
notice from what you left. 1t doesn't
hold a candle to dear little Nellie's
clever trines. Why. when / go home
from here. I'm a week telling the neigh
bors about the delightful things Ronald
lives on n~owadaysi"
And that was the last that Nellie
Barton ever heard Of mothers cook
ing"
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