The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1922-07-27
A Breakfast
Food Romance
BY CLARA DELAFIELD

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You'll have to come to lt--why NOT
begin today?
The phrase smote Smlthson In tic
eye MS he emerged from the door OF
the house in which he occupied a hall
bedroom Smlthson swore ylclously.
III see that darned thing again III
SIRE 20 crazy" he said TO the old lady
hurrying by. The old lady hurried
faster for Smithson's looks were wild,
Every day, for past weeks, the plac-
ard about the Kbo Breakfast Food
had glared at him from the boarding
opposite as he emerged from tia
roomlng house
Kibo's Breakfast Food was at that
time being advertised everywhere
There were pictures Of Klbo babies.
reared on breakfast food chubby In
fants, urchlns who grlnned at you
even young girls OF happer age, who
had apparently spurned everything
but Kibo's since their birth, and cried
for 1t three times a day with distress
ing punctuallty.
Smlthson hated them all, principally
because he was out Of a Job and In
clned TO be vicious In consequence
Smithson was a savage, untamed
bachelor of twenty.nlne. Woman had
never stirred a responsive chord in his
breast. He knew two kinds-peaches
and lemons. The peaches one liked 10
look at; the lemons made you tired.
Lemons gave you the glad eye;
peaches didn't. 1t was an elementary
distinction. and not so bad for a drum
mer, who was by no means a bad
drummer either,
lie had lost his last Job owing to
the depression in business, and he was
spending his days busily looking for
another That morning he had seen
an advertisement requiring travelling
representatives for an Indispensable
article. warranted to sell at sight, and
interesting to every householder.
Smlthson went down on the elevated
and interviewed the advertiser bald
plump man with flabby hands
you're Just the chap we want"
said the advertiser. ITS Kibo's
Breakfast Food. Warranted to sell at
sight Our sample packages"
Smlthson put up his hand. Forget
itw he said Tin not takipg none"
| The Sat man sailed. MY dear boy,
you'll have to come TO it, he said
handy Now, why not begin todayf7
Smlthson smote the fat man heavily
upon the jaw and tumbled him into
the waste-basket, whore he lay yelp-
ing feebly. Thenhe went out.
I'm going said Smithson. "some-
where where moDudy's heard OF Kibo's
| Breakfast Food"
GAS apmattep ofifaot, there would be
nothing doing TN September and he
I Still had a mans size wad left. lie
was q prudent young fellow, and had
: pht by quite a little during his last
period af employment. He decided
upon an island OF the coast Of Maine,
where only fishermen and an occa-
sional summer visitor resided.
Next morning he stepped ont Of the
steamship gay as lark There were
no adyertisementson the island
There was one other boarder at the
fishermans cottage where he had elect.
ed TO reside. She-yes, 1t was She
she was peach. There was no doubt
about it. But the wonderful thing
was that she gave you the glad eye as
well And somehow that eye seemed
familiar.
Perhaps she didn't know she was O
peach though Anlce Mayheld was
one of the simplest girls Imaginable
She had blue, rogush eyes, masses OF
fair, soft, very fluffy hair and a figure
! like peach. That is, metaphorical
ly speaking AnIce was slim.
And for the first time in his life
Smlthson felt the pangs of love Won
en- were no longer divided for hin
into peaches and lemons They were
divided into Anice and persimmons.
On the last morning of his stay hi
plucked up courage to ask her.
"Tll fix up fine job, Anlce, as soor
as get back to town." he said. Gee
you certainly know how to put tn,
heart into fellow And then-a mic,
little apartment and instalment fur
niture and a plain little gold ring oil
herel' He kissed her finger. "Hov
about IL, darlng3"
Sounds good to me- said Anlc,
cheerly. But darling, admit hav,
been wondering why you spent s,
long here instead of looking for work
OF course. know it's because of me
but-was 1t very practical, darling?"
SAY, Anice, If you knew how tire,
I've got of looking" burst out Smith
SON "And the last job-well, I'll hav
to tell you"
And he told her all about the perse
cuton of Kibo's, and the last job tina
had been offered him. But when h
had ended he was distressed to Sc
tears in Anlce's eyes.
"What is 1t, darllng2' he asked Il
he Rugged her close.