Payette enterprise. (Payette, Canyon Co., Idaho) 1909-1935, 1919-05-15


Der to feed the cat, and that Bob is
fond of pudding, and that the iceman
comes on Thursday, and mumsey, do
hurry or you'll miss your trainP
With a gay wave of her hand, Mar
gerry s. watched her mother out of
sight, and then went into the house.
whole week of housekeeping by
herself Margery actually Rugged
herself as she thought. Wouldn't she
prepare the greatest feasts for fa-
Their and Bob? She'd make their
mouths water!
Lets see, what time Is II now?"
unused Margery, slipping into a cling
ham apron that enveloped her from
head to foot "Quarter to five. Time
to get supper ready. | guess I'll have
potatoes and salmon-and-oh isn't 1t
glorious to be housekeeper |" And
Margery whIrled around the room to
get rid of some of her bottled-up de-
Hight.
1t was the second day of Radford
HIS furlough AS he disconsolately
wandered about the town he wondered
gloomily what to do with the time on
his hands. Suddenly something hap
penedi
He was starting up a new street
when out of the corner house a vision
in blue and white, with flying brown
curls, came dashing into his arms, SO
1t seemed.
"Oh, Tom !" breathed the vision, who
by this time had taken the shape of
| rfr
"do come In and see If you can fix our
kitchen rangel The old thing won't
oh II beg your pardon" And the girl
backed away In great confusion and
establishment.
81 say, what's the matter" ex
claimed Radford, regaining his breath
and finding out that he liked this
rather extraordinary proceeding than
otherwise.
'Oh, please excuse me-" stammered
Margery; 81 thought you were Tom
R., one of our neighbors He's
sailor, too, and you look exactly like
him."
"I'm sorry I disappointed you" re |
turned Radford with an amused smile |
"You seem to be in trouble. Pardon !
me, but can't | assist your"
eff you don't mind" dimpled Mar
gerry, II would like you to see If you |
| could fix the old thing"
| Ten minutes later a flushed Radford |
with a smudgy face Strengthened up |
from over the stove and announced |
cheerily to Margery: "It's all right
now; it was only clogged up. You
can use it."
With relieved sigh Margery drop
ped into a chair. "How can ] ever
thank you?" she said. 81 never could
have fixed it myself, and ! should
have had to wait until father came
home, or Bob. Oh, don't you want to
rather dirty"
81 think you said when you came
in that you had no particular place
to CO." began Margery. 'Woud you"
she gasped at her own holiness, but
bravely f1nished-"care to stay-for
supper-with father, Bob and me?"
Egg beaters, spoons, cake tins, sift,
ers and such were very much in evi-
dence during the next half-hour, while
a very pink-cheeked Margery and Rad.
ford, with an apron on, too, hurried
back and forth, both chatting merrily
as they worked.
Imagine Mr. SIS and Bob's sur
prise when they came home that eve
ming to be met at the door by a radi-
ant Margery fiourishing an egg beat !
er, while behind her doomed a tall, ,
To- /
on his ruddy face. \
Folks began Margery excitedly,
"please meet"
But she never finished, for with one
leap Bob S. reached the side of Rad
ford, and EXPLANATIONS such as these a
issued from the eager lips of the two 4
young men; il
Great Scott! You here7 Why, I
thought I'd lost track Of you forever!
How the world"
"Why didn't you tell me you lived :,
In this district? I'd been up here
yesterday, first thing! Boy, but it's
good to see familiar face"
With eyes wide open, Margery stared
at the excited two, who were shaking
vigorously, anu cdCl'
other on the back. Had they gone
crazy? But Radford settled her doubts
Dy explaining to her with twinkling
eyes: ITS my turn to introduce, Miss
). Your brother Bob and | are old
friends; we roomed together in college,
md we haven't seen each other since
graduation"
That night the little party gathered
around the supper table.
After a merry evening, Radford de-
parted. but not until he had left be.
lind him promises to return and talk
'ver again the college days with
Bob.
True to his promises, Radford did s.
ome often and was cordially greeted
" the S. family.
Maybe I'm little susplcious-but It