The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1920-03-25


element and also bearing parcel this one in
the husbands snewy and always competent hands.
'Wonder If they're bringing eats" big Bill Smith
muttered under his breath He had been as
surcd that the Briggs parcel was not good for the
digestion.
81 don't want anybody to look while l get It
ready. No fair peeping" Ada Johnson warned as
she bent over a chair In the remote corner OF the
room In an amazingly long minute she relieved
-, anxiety OF the crowd by setting In the center
Of tie table mound Of Easter eggs, colored in
the most ingenious fashion and bearing the names
of NIL the club members They're warranted hard
boiled, will not shrink, warp or rub Off, and they're
TO he carried home In the tail pocket OF every
fellows dress suit" Johnson explained.
"Humph | know better place to carry eggs
than that" was Bits suppressed comment
"Shn / open mine before or after dinner"
Mrs. Briggs asked, the shine having been rather
rudcly brushed from her surprise by the hasty
appearance Of the eggs,
Il should say you'd have to open 1t before you
eat It," Jones gIbed.
Il didn't mean the egg / was talking about
that" and she indicated the carefully wrapped
box on the serving table, just as the waiter
rived with the nnchoyy paste SO 1t was not until
the interval between soup and roast that she got
around TO the openings of the Easter surprise.
How unique" came In chorus from the ladies', as
she passed out the gfts--made Of Easter cards
Of by gone years, cut out and mounted to form Il
mat for an unusually peaslng kodak picture Of
the Briggs The edge Of mat and glass had been
cevcry bound IN soft gray green.
81 hate you Vera Briggs" Mrs. Jones calculated,
81 couldn't pnsse partOut a picture as neatly as
this Is done If | worked week ut IT, And as for
combining these Easter lilies and angels and 9th
or ct Cetcras-well, suppose It's n gift. | look at
hats in the windows or on peoples heads, and
think I'll 90 right straight home and get out my
old velvet and ostrich feathers and make It swell
hat for myself instead Of blowing $l5 for It. And
do you know, the most graceful plume In the
world would get as rigid as a poker the minute
] get my fingers on III 1t makes me sick to see
the things other women can do
"Td trade my skin ut making pictures and trim
ming hats for the ability to eoncoct a salad the
way you DO it," Mrs Briggs retorted. Every
thing know about cooking I've had to grub for
have to have n cook book glued to the end Of my
nose and all my wits about me. And | could die
Of envy when | see you flip things together with.
out even looking to see how much you're taking,
aud have the dish turn out simply delicious"
There, love you again." May Jones dubbed.
"Im going TO hing this Easter picture In my bed.
room, and every time look at 1t I'll reflect that
my one poor talent Isn't stupid after all. And,
pay Vera any time you want TO get out of cooking
| a meal there's loads Of old feathers and hat
| shapes and velvet in the old trunk, up In the at.
! tic"
"Say, girls II you' cut 1t out, III tell you a
! story" Mrs. Jones husband broke In ITS right
| IN season too, ! got the last chapter Of It while
! wns out on the road this past week, and the
! first iustnment cume my way when l was n