Grainger County news. (Rutledge, Tenn.) 1917-current, 1919-09-11
Wames

BY R. RAY BAKER
Copyright, 1919. by the Mcclure News
paper syndicats.l

never got enough Of either.
He could have eaten wafies with
butter and maple strip, three times a
day but he let his good sense guide
him sufficiently to cut 1t down to
one.
Usually 1t was in the evening that
ne went to McSwenson's cafe to in
dulge In the delicacy that he traved
constantly. They had to be good
wafies; they had to be made just
right, and M~cSwenson's was tn, only
place In town that could please him.
For a year or more he had been a
patron of the place, and for only two
weeks of that period vas he dissatis-
fed with the wafies he obtained.
Dale knew something was wrong
the minute the hot, honeycombed 99ke
was set before him. II looked toI pale
to suit him.
"A new cook making them" he told
himself, in tones akin to CONSERVATION.
"Ill bet Jat's quit her job"
He sampled the waffle and then got
up and left 1t. 1t didn't taste right.
SCOT a new cook?" he inquired Of the
waiter, and held his breath untl the
latter answered:
mo: Jat's just gone on a two
weeks vacation. She's coming back
all right"
So Dale went without waffles for
two weeks, and was happy when Jat
returned to her post In the kitchen.
No N else could satisfy the craving
Of his inner man.
After his evening meal Dale usually
went to a musical show, whenever he
could find one, which was not often,
because the town vas small and heat
rical attractions not up to a high stand
arc.
Finally he bought a monograph, and
that helped some, although nothing
could take the place of a real live mu-
stefan. He tried to be one himself, but
his voice had no more music than a
cowbell, and he simply couldn't make
his fingers behave on the strings Of a
violin much less could he master the
art of reading notes.
Came the day when Jat did quit her
Job at McSwenson's, and that day
found sorrow in Dale's heart. Life
would never be the same. He searched
the town over and finally located a
place where he could get waffes that
were halfway good, but nowhere iieaf-
ly as satisfactory Is those that yat
had made.
"Why didn't I get acquainted with
that girl and marry herr" he asked
himself many a time as he bit into
a ~sirup-covered cake and shook his
head dismally over the taste Of 1t.
"But it wouldn't have worked out
right" he would add, because I've
got to have music, too, and can you
picture a restaurant cook singing the
MiserereT'"
Finally Dale outgrew the town and
went to the city to try his luck. In
his birthplace he had made a fair
living as a building contractor, but he
had worked hard. In the city he hap
pened to strike it just right, and he
accumulated a great deal more money
with much less effort. Less than two
years after his change he had a small
fortune in the bank and a magnificent
home on a fashionable street; but
there were two things lacking-a COM
panion to share the home and an eff
cient waiter" He advertised far
and wide, and tried out at least twenty
cooks, but none could he find to fill
the bill.
OF music there was a plenty. Near
ly every night found Dale at a theater,
usually one where a musical comedy
or grand opera was the attraction. So
he was well satisfied on that score.
The fact that his palatial home was
a rather desolate place, because there
was no one to share 1t, created 8
yearning in his heart, and soon he, be.
gan looking about for some one to
make him a suitable wife. He found
her in grand opera.
Jessie Falrburn was the prima don.
ma In the Acme Musical Concert com
pany, and she became the object OF
Dale's admiration-first because Of her
voice, and second because of her phys.
ical charms-from the time his eyes
first rested upon her.
Having a friend who knew a mar
who was well acquainted with the
manager of the theater, he contrived tc
get an introduction, and during the
month that the company remained the
attraction there he wooed the new.
found ideal. At the end of the month
the company went on the road, but
with a new prima donna. Jessie haG
consented to occupy the big house will
Dale.
Then how that house did resount
with music! Jessie also was a motor
enthusiast, and Dale bought her a cal
that she pronounced perfection. Ev
cry afternoon she would take a Ion.
drive, usually with a woman friend
for Dale seldom could get away from
business.
Now there was only one thing need
ed to make his happiness complete
That necessary element was a cool
who could make the right kind of waf
f1es. He continued his search, but hi,
efforts were fruitless.
AT last he gave up in disgust. Their,
was onlv ono chance loft and ~ loobo,