The Canon City record with which is consolidated the Canon City cannon., 1913-05-08

/, unpack her things and set them in the
refrigerator and on the pantry shelves.
| One was a plump fruit-cake that had
been keeping company In tight box
with a sponge soaked In sherry for
| ever since New Years. II was ripe.
OF smelled so. It made me gnaw un-
der my belt.
A little later Judy was exSlalming
over a two-year-old ham that had
been simmered in port and larded
with egg dressing. when Mrs. John
son came in and began to unpack her
basket. which was mostly bottles OF
things she said she used to stick"
food. The ginger-colored barber got
the run OF them before the dinner was
over and got badly stuck. so Judy
says. That's what made him make the
mistake.
had planned to have a lot OF
strange food and had ordered some
things up from a caterer In the city.
but telephone6 the express man not
to delivar them until the next day.
even II they did spoil. How could
use soft shelled crabs when Mrs. Wade
had sent me word that she was going
to bake some brook trout by a recipe
OF the judges grandmother's? Mrs.
Hampton Buford had let me know
about two fat little summer turkeys
she was going to stun with corn-pone
and green sage. and FILLET MIGNoN
seemed foolish eating beside them. But
when the little bit OF baby pig. roast
ed whole with an apple in its mouth.
looking too frIsky and innocent for
worlds with his little baked tail curled
up In the air. arrived from Mrs. Ca
ruihers Cain. went out into the gar
den and laughed at the idea of having
spent money for Holsters. to be ship
ped alive and to be served broiled in
their own shells.
When / got back in the kitchen
things were we'll under way. every
thing smelling grand. and Aunt Bette
in full swing matching up my dinner
guests.
Nobody in this town could suit me
better than Pet Buford for a danght-
er-in-law and | believe I'll have all
the east rooms done over In blue
chlntz for her. think that would be
the best thing to set on her blue eyes
and corn silk hair" she was saying as
she cut orange peel into strips.
You've planned the refnrnIshing of
that east wing to suit the style OF
nearly every girl In Hillsboro since
Tom put on long trousers. Bette Pol
lard. and they are Just as they have
been for fifteen years since you did
over the whole house." said Mrs John
son as she poured a wine glass half
full from one bottle and added table,
spoonful from another.
well. | think he is really Interested
now from the way he danced most OF
his time with her down at the hotel
the other night. and have hopes I
never had before. Now. Molly. do put
him between you and her. sort OF cor
nered, SO he can't even SEE Ruth
Chester She Is too old for him" And
Toms mother looked at me over the
orange peel as TO a confederate.
"Humph. I'd like to see you or Molly
or any woman corner Tom Pollard.
said Mrs. johnson with a wry smile as
she tasted the concoction In the wine
glass.
Il have to put him at the end Of the
table because he is my k.narnan and
the only host I've got at present.
Aunt Bette said rcgretfully. al
ways take every chance 70 rub in
Toms and my relationahip on Aunt
Bettle. SO she won't notice our flrta-
ton
I'D put John Moore at thc head OF