Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1918-03-31
Letters of Lemuel Bean
By ROY MOULTON

new spring suit II she Was right
and offered to buy me a good nickle
cigar II she was wrong II seemed
like good bet for i was sure to
win.
FIRST Course In Music.
There were two other couples
sitting In the living room OF the
[ Pcrkin apartment staring at each
other when We arrived We had a
couple of tunes on the Nictrola and
/ then the hostess announced dinner
| Luella was allowed 10 sit next 20
me. something that should never he
allowed at any dinner party She
( has habit OF kicking me under
/ the table, and my shlns are quite
I sensitive
Mr. Bixhy. the gentleman on my
{ lett. turned out TO be delightfully."-
sarcastic dinner companion. lie
evidently believes IN speaking the
truth about food. dangerous thing
I to do In these pArlous times.
Tho soup course was exactly as
/ I.uena predir.ed We we're all in
vited to consume as mucn soup as
We could and Mr.. BAby AMI I did
our duty Mr. BiNhy whispered 10
me Confidentially that he never
passes up "A course at these dinner
parties because one never knows
Just where a menu is going to end
often. In his experience. It has
ended much sooner than he had eN
pccted
When the spaghetti came on. Lg'
ella kicked me on the shin and, with
a disarming smile. said to the hos
tess. Il think IL is just wonderful
that the spaKnetti crop Is never \
failure | love u and so does my
husband"
Yes. yes" / riurmured, and We
IAN went to T. ! don't know how
much spaghetu ate. II Is am
Icult to measure spaghetti either
with foot rule or IN a quar-
measure. II Is such restless stuff
Spaghetti always wants to be some
where else
The spaghetti course fingered witt
us FOR 20 minutes. II kept recurring
like an epidemic Of whouping cough
We would think we had II whipped
and II would come at us again from
the kitchen. Rut was going Il
win ono point Of my bet MIR Per
kins was not going To say that hi
} wife cooked spaghetti better thar
any body else In the world,
Il win" | whispered to Lucll1
The old boy isn't going to say
word 90
LueIIa didn't answer me but CAV,
me look and turning 10 our host
said
DO you know, Mr.. Perkins, thi
spaghetti is wonderful"
II don't see how you can prepar
so much OF II on an ordinary ga
stove" said Mr., Bixby
I Iuella shot him look. II was no
his turn to interfere
II repeat" said Luella II repea
, that II is wonderful. | have ofte'
, tried to make II but never did a
( well as this"
I Mr.. Perkins cleared his throat an
p stammered Yes. II is pretty good
LncIla Wins the Bet.
kicked Luella on the shin.
y wasn't Il gentlemanly thing to do bu
I | wanted her to know she had los
I her bet. | should have known bet
4 ter
, You adore It too. don't you. Nj
Perkins, she said, turning again /
our host.
/. Mr.. Perkins sort Of choked an
stammered bit and then said: "
I nate TO brag. but my wife Is the hes
spaghetu cook in the world-ba
none. ! have eaten II everywher
: but never had any I liked so vel
, The Italians themselves cant eauG
her"
, MIR Perkins sighed as though h
had got tremendous duty off hi
conscience and his VIE bushed be
, comingly.
Luella turned 10 me and whis
pered Well, didn't he say ~"
He didn't want to-" | mutteret
: You made him do 1t
Then We had chicken outlets. The
we're plentiful and rather tasty.
DO | get the suit7" asked Lucllj
U You win | replied
4 The conversation during the mei
had TO do mainly with the high CO..
e Of food the discussion being led b
{ the host and hostess when an,
L body ran out OF conversation, the