The Tomahawk., 1918-09-19

Cousin Tom did the ordering. Dish.
washing was done by all the guests
in rotation, two each meal. For soAno
reason Bobby was chosen as COOK.
'There are so many things you don't
like" said Tom Arnold, 'and the res
Of us like everything. So If you get
things to suit yourself why we'll like
'em. And if"any one of us was to do
the cooking, why we might accidental
@ly get some pepper or vanilla or egg
in the cooking and it might give you
the spring halt" q
At first it seemed to Bobby that 1t
would be entirely appropriate If Agnes
attended to the cooking, but cooking
for twenty included the lifting OF
heavy pots and pans. and such assist
ance as he had was from one or other
Of the other boys. Besides Agnes had
all she could do to take care of her
own assigned tasks. Sometimes she
tried to come to his rescue during
those first days, but soon she left him
to his own devices. .,~.
I'D suggest getting all the cake and
baked stuff from the store or one OF
the farmers" said Tom, as he re-
turned from a provisioning trip, but
they use such a lot of eggs that you
wouldn't like it. They even use eggs
in the bread, they are So plentiful
here" Tom insisted If it weren't for
that, cooking for hungry crowd like
us would be cinch."
The first two or three days Bobby
slaved in the kitchen tent most of the
day. He had sent to his aunt for
specially suitable recipes, and he
worked late and early at them. Wis.,
fbly his spirits dropped, however. The
fourth day Bobby woke with a look
Of grim determination on his face. He
ate breakfast that he had prepared
partly the night before and then I'M
mediately afterwards while the dish
washing squad was putting in Its
wOck he had consultation with Tom.
"Look here Toln," quoth Bobby, If
I have to make ocake and bread and
everything the way I'm used to it to-
day it will mean that won't be able
to so off with the rest of you people
on the excursion to the chasm. If l
buy the stuff at the village store L can
get off with the crowd. Everyone
else is satisfied with the bought stun
and far be it from me to hold out
against them. A fellows got to be
pubilc-spirited once in u WHILE"
swell, If you think it will hurt you
to have that bought stuff, why I sup
pose you can stay home" commented
Tom, suppressing a smile. He was
aware that one of the other young
men in the party had shown himself
entirely ready to take Bobby's place
by Agnes side on all their outings.
~ don't see how it can hurt me-"
snapped Bobby. IF l want to get
along with the bought things 1 don't
see whose business it is but mine, do
your It was far from Bobby's reali-
clusion were the grand climax and the
real object Of the entire camp party.
II suppose If a person can eat just
what other people do" said Tom, with
an effort to sound entirely casual In
his remark, II suppose then he saves
a lot of time cooking and fussing, and
If he isn't saving his own time, he's
saving lis wife's time or whosoever
takes care of him."
Course he does," said Fusstub
Bobby, with an air Of complete conf
dence. "But you see my Aunt Maria
Barton didn't have much else to think
about except catering to me, and l
have always sort of humOred her.
suppose it gave her some pleasure"
Then changing his tone of voice, Lay
in as big supply of cooked provisions
\ as you can in the village. It's really
cheaper in the long rum"
No one in the party commented on
the change in Bobby's taste that day,
for everyone was in the secret, and
Bobby ate cake with eggs and hash
with pepper and vanilla ice cream and
all the things that Aunt Maria had al
ways thought he" couldn't eat and sur
vived without single symptom.
: It was the last day Of the party and
he and Agnes were sitting alone on
the deserted piazza of Aunt Sophia's
cottage. The other members of the
party were on the beach.
"Dear Bobby, love you so,"
breathed Agnes. "And I'm Just going
to love to cook for you"
That's fine," commented Bobby,
patting her on the shoulder. II like
to hear you say that, little GIRL but
I've made up my mind on one thing.
I'm not going to be one Of the hus-
bands who makes his wife cater to his
whims. Thank fortune can eat
everything" .....
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