The Oklahoma City times. [volume] (Oklahoma City, Okla.) 1908-1984, 1915-07-24
Beth, the Girl
Who Went Right.
No. 9O-Tea MIN Father
An Autobiography
Recorded by Ethel Lloyd Patterson
copy right. 1913, by curl Downing

"lF ''hA'H hhA't " 'AlA DbN lluk
No, 9O-Tea With Father
o o q q q o U q o q q o o u q
. WHEN two people have quar- q
q relied zach should come half wal In u
q the rrconcillatIon FOR just a. sure q
. ~ one comes more than half way q
o the other viii refuse TO bulge. q
U a
. . u o u q q o u o o q o o . o
In answer 10 my own letter Ia my
father | received one from him telling
me he would call upon me oil the tol.
lowing sunday afternoon.
Don't forget the chocolate cake e.
he warned In Il %jocular way, 1T will
have TO have nm extra portion OF
chocolate between the layers to make
up for the way YOU have treated me
Remember, YOU haven't let me know
whether you were alive or dead for
months.
80 | hurried through my work on
Saturday afternoon. stopped and
bought the necessary ingredients at
the groccr'S aud went to work at the
cuke for my father more carefully
than | ever before had tried to bake.
II turned out quite beautiful. Glis
tcuing, smooth, and delicious on the
top And by the following noon
Stella and Hattie were so completely
Ia the spirit " the gala occasion that
thuy helped me make the tea MS At
tructly" AS possible. Down TO the
httlc.t thing iu the fiat our home was
IN order ~ half past three We three
girls. locking u prrttiest and best.
SHt down 10 await my fathers com
inI Alas FOR our unticipations. !
heard what ! was sure was my faith
cr' step ON the landing outside, aud
ran Ia open the door for him.
| was ready 10 fling myself into
his arms, but ~ he stood In the door.
way and / smiled at him r~adlanty
lac held me NJ arms length.
"GoOd Lord 900 he exclaimed. WHY
didn't you tell me YOU lived on the
roof Keep away. Beth, | can't get
my breath I'm not ns young as /
WAS and I can't go mlloping MP
five flights ~ stairs and be
nhlr 10 talk when 1 get there"
was crushed What a greeting
our months " separation. and
ptter AIN my friends and my prepara
for hi' happiness. | did not
move agniu 10 kiss him. Perhaps my
lips troubled II little as / turned back
into the room to Stella aud Hattie
This ~ my father, | said. Faith.
pr, this is Miss King and Miss Taylor
! think, perhaps, they will not mind
II you call them stella and Hattie,
ns | do"
My father made n noise I'm his
throat that was more like n growl
than anything else, and sank into his
chair His glance fell upon the ten
How nm / ever going to be able
To- eat that JUNK he demanded
when / can't get my breath. | was
looking forward to that cake. Reth
but now [ suppose these stairs have
made me so sick I won't be able 10
ent it,
approached my father timldly and
took his hat and stick from him and
laid them down.
"Oh, YES, dear, you win" / said,
Il am sorry | did not warn you about
the stairs. Perhaps II you had taken
them more slowly they wouldn't have
made you so GREATNESS"
Stella O with something like a
sniff,
Il guess YOU are not going to die,
ANYHOW she remarked and went
Into the other room.
My fnther glared after her.
That's a pleasant young woman"
ne said.
Yes, isn't shc1" | agreed nervously,
although | knew he had not meant
the words literally Suppose I give
You n cup " tea TO start with, father
| suggested. Perhaps by the
time you have had that you viii feel
more like having your cake"
AN right go on, go ont" said
father. lets get this Joyous coca.
sion over.
This was too much for me. |
walked TO the tea table. 50 carefully
and happily prepared hut n half hour
ago, and started to light the lamp he.
meath the kettle hut my hands trem
bled and suddenly although | did all
that | could TO stop them, my tears
came. And had to turn away and
follow Stella into the next room. She
was standing by the dresser Az | on.
tered, and she Jaw my face. She
gave me one look and then, with her
Jaw thrust forward, she marched past
me.
Look here, Mr.. Barmore." l heard