South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-09-28

WHY. Maggie. this isn't clean
cloth Look az this" Helen pointed
10 distinct grease spot on the damask
tablecloth. And here's another. Why,
this is the cloth we had on for break
fast"
Twas clean last night nam"
grumbled Maggie THAT makes three
we've had on this week. We can't
have no clean cloth every night
Well. we certainly viii when we
have guests. Now. you'll simply have
70 change this Maggie. You ought
10 have known that cloth wouldn't do
sor dinner tonight"
II won't have no time 10 unset
THAI table now, mann" Obstinately.
Its after six already"
Helen flushed and bit her lips Mag
gle was growing more and more in
pertinent, but just before q company
dinner was not the time 20 reprOve
her So with an effort Helen kept
back the sharp words and began de-
liberately 70 unset the table herself
Tt was late and she was not vet
dressed. but having taken the stand
that there must be n clean cloth she
had no choice now but to put one on
The first cloth she unfOlded was
an old one that had been darned. the
next had a claret stain. Both of these
had TO be refOlded and put back. The
third was badly ironed and was hard
10 get on straight but she finally got
it adjusted and began to reset the
As she replaced the silver she
found that there had been only three
forks by each plate.
Fork Missing.
Maggie. you forgot To put down
an extra fork for the relish" as Mag
gle came in 20 get a dish from the
sideboard.
I'VE amt got no relish. NAM"
why. I told you 10 open can OF
those anChOvies."
I'VE used the last can Of them,
man, last Sunday"
But surely there's another can"
Helen went out in the pantry to con-
vince herself We'll. we must have
some kind Of a relish. Oh. here's
that jar Of anchOvy paste Make
some little squares Of toast and spread
il with this. You've got a hard
boiled egg" glancing in the refriger-
ator; you can CRATE that over it."
Maggie who was whipping the
cream for the berries, turned around
with an angry flush.
You're wanting too much, ma'am.
That's fancy cooking. Cooks who
makes them fussy dishes gets $50 a
MONTH And you expect me at the
last minute to drop everything and
i
can get dressed I'll make this myself.
And If you think you can get a place
as a $50 cook I'd advise you TO take
it,"
Helen flounced into her dressing
room. For her dinner was already
spoiled She could never enjoy any
thing after any kind of a scene. Her
whole nature shrank from contention.
and just TO keep peace she had let
Maggie have her own way for so long
that now she resented everything she
was told.
The fact that the girl was honest
economical and an excellent cook had
made Helen put up with everything
else But now she felt that she would
rather have some one more agreeable
and amenable. even though less cap
able.
A Mans Job.
Warren came in whistling. which
with him was an evidence Of rare
good humor. Helen ran into his room
with q hurried greeting.
"Oh, I'm so glad you've come. dear.
Can you hook me up before you
dress? I don't want to ask Mag
gie-she's been perfectly horried!"
"Humphi Turn around here to the
light. then. What's this thing?"
"Oh. wait-thats the inside belt!
I'll hook that. There! oh. dear,
What's the matter nOw?" as he
clumsily hooked the dress.
"She put a sOiled tablecloth on to-
highland I had TO change il myself
And when I asked her TO make some
anchovy toast for a relish she said
cooks get $50 a month for making
those fancy dishes Hurry, dear
never mind the bottom ones-I can
hook those"
"Here-you hold still You wanted
me TO fasten this didn't you?"
She drew away from his still fumb-
ling fingers and darted out into the
kitchen. Maggie was fixing the salad
Helen maintained a cold. disapprOv-
ing silence as she sliced the bread
cut the crust Oft TO make small squares
and put them on the brOiler in the
already heated oven.
The heat flushed her face and she
burnt her finger, which increased her
resentment Hurriedly she mixed q
spoonful OF the anchovy paste with q
spoonful OF butter. spread IL thickly
on the toast and garnished each piece
with the grated hard-boiled egg.
Fortunately the Thurstons were q
Few moments late. and Helen had the
dainty squares of anchOvy toast al
each plate before the bell rang But
now she was clustered and nervous
and felt in no mood for guests. How
ever. as Warren was il especially
genial humor. her silence and abstrac-
tion were not noticed
What is this?" asked Mrs Thurs
ton "Anchovy toast isn't it? I wish
Jane would make things like this 4
relish adds so much TO the dinner.