The Lamar register., 1920-08-18
BISCUIT PERFUME
By r RAY eAnta

The room looked the came ss al
ways ana Vet there seemed something
sunnge about II. Finally II dawned
Oh him that q rune Tom the past
wis scenting up has surroundings
perfume OF baking biscuits.
The strange thing abcut It was that
II his dream he had been seated al a
table about 10 bra-tn an atiack 90
warm biscuits and meple syrup
The faint sound OF an oven door
banging shut ana rhe rafting Of pans
came from the next room.
THE new light houseaeepers."
George commented. as he crawled from
bed and began to dress. THAT won't
last long Mrs. Maiooey simply won't
stand for any baking"
Arriving at his Office, George wHded
into his correspondence, gave instruc-
lions TO his assistants and clerks, then
secluded himself from all callers sld
gave himself up to DAY dreams
Elsie Hsvers was the cause and the
subject Of these dreams, George could
not forget her. although he had seen
her last ten years ago. Al first. when
he came to Detroit. hr had given her
scarcely a thought, he was so busy
making good in the real estate game :"
and besides his fellow workers were
acquainted with q uumber OF attractive
city girls, one of whom quite cap
tivsted George and allowed him TO
spend great deal of time with her
and q great deal OF money on her: un-
I'll her former sweetheart. who had
been West, came back ald mar led
her. and took her TO Colorado,
When George recovered from the
blow he discovered he had never loved
Vivian; II had been simply a case Of
infatua tion. His thoughts naturally re-
verted to Elsie. and he attempted to
renew his neglected correspondence
with her. His letters came back un-
opened. stamped Unclaimed" He
wrote TO mutual friends and learned
that Elsie and her mother had left
Harbor Springs and were living in Chi
cago. although their address was unob-
tainAble.
why not pay the old town q visit.
anyhowf he asked himself after a few
moments more Of cositatioa.
Twelve hours later be stepped OF
the train ST Hsrbor SPRING. As he
walked up blum bis gait increased
Before long he met a farm fiyver
10 which be noticed q number Of large
TN cans.
Hello" he called. ''Wsit q minute 4"
The driver applied the brakes Aad
the machine stopped.
Well, well said the driver. IL II
Amt George Henderson
~Bill JsckstslH George exclaimed,
and he extended a hand. which met
. nrm. warm clasp. Are you still deal
Ing In maple syrupff
You bet Here's thirty gallons. tn
taking en- to the store"
Wont twenty -nins be enough for
the storet- asked George, reaching for
his pocketbook. 7 havent tasted
maple syrup n ten years"
Nope, I can't sell IT." Bill. face
vas covered With multitude OF grin
ming wrinkles as be added. "but I'll
/ giye you one, for old times sake zoe
know. You used to be my best Gus
toner"
George thanked him aud trudged 90
with his can of syrup. II was heavy
but II wouldn't be after be found the
shady spot Soos he came TO q four
corners On each Of the corners va. q
house GeorSs paused In front Of the
smallest
"Elsie's old home" he sighed won.
der who lives there nowr'
de mounted the porch. Ths dooI
was open and only q screen barred hi,
progress. To his estonishment the
same perfume that had assailed his
nostrils two mornings ago came from
the interior OF the house
He knocked end a middle-ssei lady
with white hair nustled TO the door
Whe1 George saw her ne dropped this
can Of syrup 90 the porch door
Mrs HAversr' he almost shouted
~rinsins her hand
Well well George II does seen
good TO look OF your face once more
And whats 10 that cant Mapi. syrup
| might hsve knowsd IL You're ju-r
in time for nreAkfa.t-and We hav,
observation-disclosures do for breakfast
even down II perroit-"
George was walking toward tn.
kitchen de stuck hts head through
the doorway and his eyes took in I
young lady bending before the oven
The siri looked up and their glance,
net