Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1916-02-02

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cook book, potatoes au gratin, page
1O4, banana fritters--you know how
the desserts made ION ice), cucumber
and tomato salad, French dressing.
Put down the lace mats and yellow
candles and an extra place. I'm hav.
ing company"
A staccato knock sounded upon the
kitchen door, and Mr.. Peck opened it.
A young woman stood there-a very
pretty young woman. Even in Mr..
Peck's perturbed state of mind, he had
enough gallantry to fling the door
quite wide and say pleasantly: Good
evening. Won't you come in?"
She nodded appreciatively and
stepped into the kitchen. Il am Mrs.
Harmon from next door. l came in to
see If Mrs. Peck could lend me a
lemon"
IF you'll Just sit down, I'll go look
in the pantry. Mrs. Peck is out and
I'm getting dinner"
"Oh, how cute! Imagine my Harry
getting his own dinner! 1 can Just
see him in an apron!" She threw back
her head and laughed merrily.
The laugh was very contagious and
Mr.. Peck smiled. He wanted to hear
her laugh some more. Besides" he
added proudly, "I'n not only getting
my own dinner, but that Of my wife
and-and company"
Mr.. Peck procured the lemon and
was holding the door open for her
when happy thought struck him.
do you know how to make chicken a
la king?" he asked.
Heavens! Do you have to make
that?"
eyes, and-wait, I'll read you the
note"
"You poor mani" when he had fin.
ished. "You never can do that in the
world. It's almost six now"
Mr.. Peck looked at his watch anx.
iously. $50 it is! Why, I'd no idea
1t was so late"
Don't you want me to stay and
help? I'd love to, if-if you don't tell"
Mr.. Peck promised with suspicious
promptness.
So Mr.. Peck and his pretty neighbor
dissected chicken, made cream dress
ing, grated cheese, made batter and
altogether were 30 busy for the next
half hour that neither had time to
talk.
Mr. Peck set the table while the
frdtters were frying. He knew where
to find things-lace mats and all.
well, Mr.. Peck, 1 guess it's time
was going. The whole dinners ready
to serve" She laughed amiably.
Mr.. Peck turned the knob of the
kitchen door when he had thanked
his neighbor for her heaven-sent help.
The door stuck. He turned the knob
the other way. Still it stuck. He rat
tied the knob and kicked the door No
use He looked anxiously at his watch.
Six-thirty! tits time for Tillie, Mrs.
Harmon, and the door doesn't seem to
open. Will you try the front way?"
"Ill have to, guess. Wouldn't it be
dreadful if I'd meet Mrs. Peck!"
You're just right, it would"
snapped a woman's voice from the
shadow of the front hall. "You didn't
hear me come in, eh, John? Well, here
am! And the gentleman I've brough
with me will be just as interested as
am, guess" Mrs. Peck reached for
the switch in the living room and
turned on the light.
Harry" gasped Mrs. Harmon. "You
didn't tell me you were coming here
tonight. / didn't expect to see you"
"No, guess you didn't" said Mrs.
Peck. "This is a pretty how do you
dol"
Mrs. Harmon looked nervously from
one to the other. Then she made the
speech of her life.
Dent you dare to speak to me un.
III III IuiOuSub Ml .. SCh, uOl yOu
either, Harry Harmon. You are both
so busy with clubs and lectures you
forget you have homes--both of you.
1 came in here to borrow lemon for
my solitary supper. ] ought to be &C
customed to them, but I'm not. This
poor man here was panic-stricken for
fear he couldn't cook the meal he'd
been ordered to get. So / offered to
help and / did. What's more, you've
no more business being out with my
husband than lave trying to kill my
self for yours. So there!" She rushed
for the door sobhing.
Parry caught her in his arms, say
ing remorsefully: wait minute,
Toots! See here! I have been a
selfish old cad, but l promise to reform
.his minute. You're little peach,
that's what you are. There-that's
better, dry your eyes, dearie."
Mrs. Peck surveyed her husband
with contrition. John Peck, take off
+ho+ ooron and don't vo,1 ovar n11t oD