Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-03-31
The Daily Story
Parasols

i. Bellman Mott. according to his wife,
| but better known to his friends ms Jake,
! eyed his soup with disravor. The teasing
| aroma, Il characteristic OF everything that
| Susette, Mrs. Motifs French cook, turned
! out of the kitchen, was decidedly present
Yet he made no effort to eat
What is the matter Bellman' Aren't
you hungry
Yes, | am! I'm starved to death. But
| don't want two spoonfuls of this stuff
! q half forkful of fish with the ilubdub
that goes along, a pretty little meat
| course with just enough of everything to
| make me ravenous. then some grass and
! Il North Pole dessert to finish up with"
Mrs. Mott shuddered. His reference to
| the dainty Ices and salads which were
the pride of Susettes heart and hers,
checked any attempt Mt sympathy
Pm very sorry you don't like the
| meals, Bel'man. | think Susette perfect.
Her cooking suits me exactly. have
spoken to her about serving you a more
generous portion Of everything. but She
knows what is correct and | can't help 1t
when your plate isn't piled up with
things"
well, cam thundered MIR. Mott.
whose temper was showing the strain OF
appetite. "lf | can't get a good square
meal at home I'm going whore can. I've
stoUu 'o' r'S ion o ouI'"e'S I,e U.6
80 - ro 'V,s .3 ',',s,,t
peel ana caooaRe' PORK ana sauerkraut'
sausage and hash don't know a COW
from a pig when l see one"
Mrs. Mott rose from her chair white
and shaking. please remember that the
maids can hear every"
doh care q uaTh What they near
III slCh VI caHl"r anu tru'iee' anu Nul'l-
quats' bat EN- IL you IKE pul ior
heaven sake SiNe H,e so.letninS olu-
,aSil'oheu anu sol,u' 70" iorEe'' El!H"-
petn' copl'"S s.is"tiE' tn"l was was
l"'seu III 'I,e county W pesln VIII "i'u '
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@ '@'aru Mo.N " uo ! '..uS. pe leu J"''
.".' ,.u.,' 1t'"u ~ ~" @ ,, T., am
r., VEL Wnat , uo you ihle"u nt 10 uo
IllSI"lN' lou nave spoiieu my uln"et'
~ sou v'au W ~ ~ w. 'Jua Twr o. o.,
rs S,t. oI'o, ",,u NV taSi
80, "' az ii. r,.t
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Tue Ce',.peets vas ,I,,i Ia"
t l' Ia PIt - ;, ,orin,,oI - 80,
d nu 49, oot s,,sattos dirnor sosut ana rn,
aiii,,r =, r,,ht ho t'o, Ntr Mt
intad i,, bj. bn,,n ,9, and oJored bis Gnc bisht
n;ritod ,,'S ,,,iSo anu MS ''''' me-
p - ~, ,is 1ia -, ,,,.. li, 60
III" II tad @ VIZ ad o'u 'Tr tIreat ond % sho
o,,,So,,ti,, oynaotod bin, 70 Loor IL 20
t otirsd o cracnf,,ii,, % ,s ba cn,,,H he
no. bis bot ond went ont uith a sborr
.,o,oo5 soC az b.. ."' anu 'o' "'''
A. n o.cIock Mr. Mott returned rTe
bad stayod away because no was ashamed
80 ,i,sSoIs ,t booa,,so he u,os s,IIrincr
Xs nooc, nTforjng be cnrrIod with him
a bIp box of candIed fruIt which he
nolIteiv dotee,od hut of which his wife
p,os oy+ranoi,, rond
IL y.as smrnrised IN find tho house darI,
A Iou, ngbt burned in Tho hail b,,t the
roor,s az Tho Orst ard second noors we're
49,, ,r,'a riao,' ao,,od ,o bo Seserted
Tot a sor,a,t answerad his ring after he
LaI t,.,,oI ~, tha Iiyht, In ~ Ithrary
nau n,,1S ,9la' ~ w., Ia t7 ~ oe ID, ~,
~ 4" ,t. 1e III ho,,a anno,,,-
80 t.o ~ '''7
'ehSu nS ~ 'lo.S p,, - ,, 49, ii,
Wy DeaI peiiI'lani maj. Is Gu su'e w ~, W.
pMotn M pe naPp.ei - VIZ ,isr,,s W s's'
every aay woutu prihs new yea,
JUST as they nave oeeh dolhg lateiy' am
sure you are Ilot happy, anu AIoM an
settlhs very nervous rom tne stIai"'
nave my way or dolhs th'hss, anu am
AFRAID cannot learn ne" ohes now
nave dlscharsed al tne servants ,D, Out
susette, whon am taking aIohG, Inc
city Is full OF good COOKS ana nope you
VIII find one TO suit your taste. regret
fully yours ELiAAbhrH'
Mr.. Mott wiped MS persplrlns brow ana
stared into space. lie reread the note
twice, and finally understood that his wife
hal gone Tor good,
Days passed and Mr.. Mott got along the
best he could keeping widower's hall, old
Maggie o'Brien had come back to cook
his favorite dishes, but somehow they had
lost their flavor The first week or so he
even tried to forget his sorrow in old
fashioned solid comforts, such as shed
ding his coat at meal times. But he found
himself sneaking into the discarded gar
ment before dinner was half over.
One Saturday evening he was passing
a shop window the lights of which shone !
upon a dozen or so open parasols. He
stopped. attracted by the riot of color as
a honey bee is to flowers They were of /
every hue and combination. which find |
excuses in the mueh-maligned titles |
Bulgarian. Persian and Oriental
Mr. Motifs soul expanded Then his |
heart contracted Alas there was no one |
for whom he could buy one lie stood, |
and looked. and longed. Finally he went |
inside, Just TO ask the price he told him |
seIf-and emerged a little later the proud |