Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-01-14
THE DAILY NOVELETTE,
A WAR CAKES ESCAPADE
By Marion Worihley

''THERE, you sossy thing. I jus,
- knew you would come out hor-
rid said Marie. as she closed the oven
door and placed the cake on the kitchen
table.
Il always have had bad luck when I
want things to be especially good but
IT'S all The fault Of that flour substitute,
and mother did want me TO use II. Such
n day for her to choose to go to town.
lust when Mark and Phil Gordon are
coming from campw
Marie had never met the Phil Gordon
OF whom she spoke. but she had seen
nun several times, and as he was her
brothers chum at camp she was anx-
ious that everything. herself included,
should look attractive when he made his
nrst visit therefore. her fretful remarks
ABOUT a perfectly good war cake.
/ with resolution TO make the best of
what she had. Marie whipped up a FROST
ing for the cake, observed that it didn't
look so bad after ALL and set it on a
chair outside the kitchen door so that
tne icing would be hard and cool in time
for luncheon.
Ihen she hustled about and set the
table for three, as her mother would not
DC nome until late. A hurried glance
at the clock showed her that she had
JUST twenty minutes in which to dress
peiore her brother and his chum were
que; so, with a last look around at the
snowy linen, cleaning silver and the
glowing chrysanthemums in the center
4 hA nj ,l,a
and went to her room to make good
enough better, as Mark used to tell her
twenty minutes passed and Marie re-
turned and stepped outside the door to
get her cake. Whatsa sight met her
eyes! The cake was there certainly, but
perched on top of it. contentedly tapping
IN" frost!ng, was Spug. a neighbor's cat !.
Marie cried out and made a dash for
it. but tho culprit eluded her grasp and
Fprang off the steps. running for it's
life And Marie thoroughly angry,
snatched up the cake and hurled It after
the animal who was now nearing the
corner of the house.
You horrid beast - she cried and
stopped short in amazement. for around
the corner came young man in khaki
lust in time to get the cake squarely
in the face.
"Awin," cried voice from the other
side and turning quickly Marie saw
Mark. who had come from the opposite
direction, stop in astonishment.
Good heavens Sis he said, What
ever have you been doing to Phil?"
Then he burst out laughing and Phil,
WHO had by now disengaged the sticky
mass from his face. soon joined him !;
hut Marie. now that her first burst of
anger was over stood dumb with en-
hand in the situation and introduced
his chum. explaining that they had raced
to the door to see which was the nearer
way.
BY the time the tale was finished Ma
rie had recovered her poise and amid
much laughter told them the story of
Ter war-cake.
But" she ended biushing'y throwing
glance AT Gordon II don't always greet
our callers that way, and If you Will
come IN I think we will have our lunch
con without the Inflated cake"
Private Phil Gordon catching
glimpse of curly brown hair, bright eyes
~i elusive dimp'eS. wed that no
matter how she greeted others he would
an his best 10 make her greeting for him
always cordial. and some time later, as
he found many occasions to call, it
proved even more than cordial
The next complete noyeIette-Ente--
tanning the Captain.