Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1920-01-14
"PIES"
BY S. 1RoM1ERG.
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Copyright. 1918. by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate.)


Copyright. 1918, by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate)
Mother, how you make such won
derful pies is beyond me-" said Tom.
Mrs. W. smiled pleasingly at ner
only son. This wasn't the first time
this little mother had been compli-
mented by her son for her pies.
II solemnly state on this apple pie
in the presence of you and dad that I
shall never marry girl who. can't
come up to your pie baking Standard
Mr.. W. laughed loudly. and said.
'Tom, you keep quiet" Mrs. W.
just said, ':Go ahead, Tommy, get your
mate, and leave it to me to teach her
how to bake"
Taking piece of pie, he kissed his
mother and went off to the club.
"Oh, hate it! Detest it! never
will know how to cook" With her
hair all mussed up, tears streaming
down her face and her hands sticky
with dough, Mary A sat down dis
gusted with cooking and baking pies
Her mother came in, and upon see
ing her, cried out, "Mary A., get up
this instant. A young girl of eighteen
should know better than cry over such
trif1e. Patience, my dear, you will
know how to bake soon enough"
'But I don't want to know how" re-
piled Mary. II wasn't born to be a
cook, anyway"
If there was any day Mary really
detested it was Saturday. when her
baking for the entire day. It's true
Mary made pretty bad mess of
things, but then If she really put her
mind to it she could have been a little
expert at it.
Mrs. A. saw that she couldn't do
much of anything with Mary this af-
ternoon, anyway, so she let her OF
"Just wait, Mary dear, when Mr.. Right
comes along, and he's the kind who
can be reached by the stomach, you
will be mighty sorry that you didn't
take my advice more like dessert
| than a medicine"
Mary was hurrying home with eggs,
and was just turning the corner
when she collided with Thomas W.
Down went the dozen of eggs, making
a yellow stream on the young mans
shoes and on her suit. When she
came to, for she thought she had
tainted, she was as red as beet, and
stood there begging his pardon and all
that ceremony.
Tom meanwhile assured her: that all
was well, and wiped the egg off. All
this happened to the amusement of
the numerous passersby.
Everything appeared so funny for
the moment that this youthful pair
just couldn't keep back the peals Of
laughter and off they went after Tom
secured Mary's permission to accom-
pany her home. Mrs. A. saw them
coming and walked over to the gate.
Mary for the first time realized that
they did not even know each other.
She explained everything to her
mother, and good-natured Mrs. A.
laughed heartily, and after names
were exchanged, etc., she invited Tom
to come down to dinner next Satur-
day. He thanked her for her kind in
vitation and promised to come.
Saturday was an ideal day for a
stroll, Mary thought, but since 'the
egg hero" was coming down, she de-
cided that she must help her mother
with the cooking, much as she disliked
it.
At $50 all was ready. Mary had
telephoned for few more friends to
come also, so her mind being full OF
the coming dinner the day passed
much faster than she thought Satur.
day ever could. Wonder of wonders
To celebrate the event, the four apple
pies she made were success! In
fact, the best she could ever wish for
When they we're all seated at the
table Mrs. A. told about the eggs
and this caused the young people tC
ripple with laughter. Finally the pie:
came around. Tom took one bite, and
decided then and there that he liked
it. "Well, at last, Mrs. A." he
said. II have found. a pie equal to my
mothers. I must congratulate you
She was about to say who deserved
the honor, but noticing the grimaces
on Mary's face decided to keep quiet
Tom was telling them about the pit
pledge, to the immense enjoyment o.
those present. Mary turned a deer
red, and Mrs. A. smiled again.
! This friendship between the two de
veloped in time into love, and one eve
ming while walking through the wood:
Tom suddenly halted and looking
squareiy at Mary he said hesitatingly
"Mary, dear, surely you must real
, ize how much I love you"
ooh, but Tom, I can't cook, and 70,
remember what you said about you
pie pledge"
"You little dear, why that was onl.
joke. Do you think 1t would eve
matter to me-" Tom said enthusiastic
ally.
Tommy, dear, really you didn'
mean it,"
"No,t sweetheart" he said. ..
! On the way home Mary pulled nea
and said: II have something to con
TESS. Tom." -.
"Go, ahead, DEAR" he said. "'Fes
up-Ill forgive you anything" -,
"Well,. it was I who really mad
those apple pies that you liked" sal
she snilingly.