Perth Amboy evening news., 1919-03-18
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A WAR CAKE

Nv MARION

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There. you soggy thing, ] just knew
| you would come out horrld, saio
| Marie as she closed the oven ooof
and placed the cake on the kitehen
table.
ct have always had bad luck when
l want things to be especially geod'
hut it's all the fault Of that' HOUR
substitute, and mother did want ms
to use it. Such a day for her to moose
to 10 to town just when Marx anu
Phil Gordon are coming from camp!
Marie had never met the Phil 8or-
don of whom shs spoke. but she had
seen him several times, and as ne was
her brothers chum at camp, h was
anxious that everything, herself IN
| cluded. should look attractive when ne
made his first visit therefore her ret
| full remarks about q perfectly Q o
war cake.
With a resolution to make the best
of what she had, Marie whipped up
frosting for the cake. observed that II
| didn't look SO bad after all, and set u
on a chair outside the kitchen door so,
| that the icing would be hard and cool
IN time for luncheon.
Then she busted about and set the
| table for three. as her mother wooio
| not be home until late. A hurried
glance at the clock showed her ina
she had just 20 minutes In when te
! dress before her brother and his chum
were due, so with a last look around at
| the snowy linen, cleaning silver ano
| the glowing chrysanthemums In the
| center of the table, she gave a salts
fed Sigh, and went to Der room to
make good enough better, as Marx
| used to tell her.
Twenty minutes passed and Marie
| returned and stepped outside the doof
to get her cake. What a sight mex
| her eyesi The cake was there, Ger.
! tainly. but perched on top Of 1t, con-
| tentedly tapping the frosting, was
Spug, a neighbours cat!
Marie cried out and made a dash for
1t but the culprit eluded her grasp ana
| sprsng of the steps, running for Its
| life. And Marie, thoroughly angry.
snatched up the cake and hurled it art
| er the animal, which was nearing the
| corner of the house.
"You horrid beast" she cried and
| stopped short In Amusement for aroun
the corner came a young man in KHAKI
| Just. in time to get the cake seuareiy.
In the face.
II win," cried q voice from the other
side, and turning quickly Marie saw
Marb, who had come from the opposite
direction, stop In establishment.
GOOD heavens! Sis" he said. What
ever have you been doing TO Philf"
Then he burst put laughing and Phil
who had by now disengaged the sticky
mess from his face, loon Joined him,
but Marie, now hat her FIRST burst Of
anger was over, stood dumb with en-
barrassment. Seeing this, Mark took q
hand in the situation and introduced
his chum, explaining that they lad
| raced to the door to see which was
the nearest way.
BY the time the tale was finished
Marie had recovered her poise and
amid much laughter told them the
story of her war cake.
"But." she ended, blushingly, throw
ing a glance at Gordon, Il don't al.
ways greet our callers that way, ana
IL you will come in ! think we will
have cur luncheon without the Inflated
cake"
Private Phil Gordon, catching d
glimpse Of curly, brown hair, bright
eyes and elusive dimples. vowed that
no matter how she greeted others hs
would do his best to make her greeb
ing for him always cordial, and sons
time later, as he found many occa.
sions TO call, 1t proved even more thaA
cordial. I