Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1919-12-31
HER SACRIFICE
BY L, W. RENsAs

Ve, 1918, by McClur. N.v..
Horror was written 'o pa n s'a
race Of the white-haired Num- NE
set, sett as she stood at the teI SSLlna
Ing to her daughter.in.la~,s pa'n9
a few weeks. law b
Yves" she falterad m
What did they ask Won "a : 1T. aea7
: The voice which came rtp pah'
TO her was young and intan pp'n
joy of life. Se "
80 A frost frosted lemon pie, a spon,II
ana three dozen doughnuts"
Seems to me they amt f, NIL.
full about asking for cons : Ill
Well Mrs. Rodgers said s s6aa
what a good cook I was and ols !.
erybody would be anxious -
.iiiiisS' ana they'd sell like hot
| knew you must have told b bo.
er Bassett, for you're the oDIy :.
has been to a meal here vet"
Involuntary Melinda clo,.l
eyes to shut out the vision
nightmare feast-tough meat !.
vegetables, fallen cake and nj
shuddered at the memory. bnt ~
suspecting Jean, who had M,
her life before so much as hoils
ter, radiated pride in her acbie,.
Mrs. Bassett had never wantol
son TO marry the little city ar
had urged him to choose q
housekeeper from the WilIowd,ld
Not yet had Melinda overcome
tie feeling of hurt resentment
she thought of her sons wife.
enough little thing, but
And now Ophelia Rodgers hi
this trap for the unsuspectinr j
good cook or nothing" was NJ
dale's slogan, and rivalry was
RonorS had been even between
Rodgers and Melinda Bassett fOr
years, but the former cherished
ter hate for anyone who thres
her culinary position. Thus, thed
she determined to humiliate the
of BaSsett.
"My sorrows" breathed Nd
"that child mustn't carry her drl
messes to that food sale. VIII
do?"
Aloud she said: cts pretty
half-past eight, Jean; you'll I'D
hurry to get ready by two oclOc
you want me to help yOU?"
The reply was jOyfullT scOrH
aid. ooh, no, thank you just the
I love to work in my dear kitch
swell, good luck to you. Oh,
ask Prescott to step in here on b
to the sale with your things, will
/ may want him to carry somethi
me. Good-by."
That afternoon, while PrecOtt
busy with half a cOcOnut custa1
his mother surveyed Jeans ~
It was worse than she had feare
there was no time to waste in
tation. Swiftly she packed he
to0ths0me viandS and slipped
into Jeans basket, which wa
counterpart of her own. She
an innocent face upon her son
entered the kitchen.
Don't stub your toe" she
him.
Jean Bassett reached the ZOO
almost on the heels of her huSOan
twin baskets had just been llite1
table for inspection when she
tated in the doorway Every
present was bent eagerly over
sett baskets and no one heard
ter. Mrs. Rodgers lifted GO
deathly silence.
'For the lands sakes sne
lated, and lifted out ReTiu
ened crust, Ieathery merilA1e
ing lemon, altogether a mos
pie. A cake with a deep deprss
the center, which had been nI''
sticky frosting was next a
deep-brown, greasy doughnue
pIeted the list. Mrs. Rodgers
shrilIy. - !.
"Annetizin', amt they?' she
.Oh here's a note" Her bonF
twitched it open and she reaa a.,
..Dear Feely-My rheumatsI
TODAY and I amt had real go
with my vittles. Yours N. D p
Good luck" echoed Mrs. Il
81 should say not! MeI ,n5,,s
fast she's gettin more cllla
day. The idea of sendln SEW
a sale !" ,,cstI
Awed silence reigned; nlsa
had fallen; the reign OF
her-art was over! ,-..,.r
well" said ophella Drls ..a
see what her new daugiiIei N
She had done amazingly wen =
brown and golden triumph =,
tbo frosting,crowned cake
ber skiIT. A respectful hush p p
as Mrs. Rodgers spread 'is h,
A pleasant-looking woman !"
silence. I'd
Looks like there'd De e. m
yet. even if Melindy IS ln,+ h d
Melindy. rocking placlu'' r,s
dow as she darned SOM, >,
nv the tempestuous en, =. dosp