The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-11-20
New Revelations of
a Wife
How Madee Won Betty.
BY ADELE GARRISON

katherine and I started guilty at
Bettty's deep, offended tones Lillian's
coiored cook. who had been with her
| for many years. was, in Dtcky's par
lance, "a regular Tartar" Because her
services and her culinary ability were so
valuable Lillian put up with many things
for which she otherwise would have dis
| missed her.
That the woman was devoted to Lii
| lian. know. For rather close study Of
her I had gathered that he pet vanity
was the idea that Lillian would be lost
without her, that no one could run the
Underwood kitchen as she did. I had
already resolved to use this knowledge of
her mental makeup in dealing with her
should she show signs Of having one Of
her tantrums.
The signs were very much in evidence
as she came slowly into the kitchen. Her
scarlet turban was awry, a sure sign Of
mental disturbance with Betty, her eyes
were flashing ominously, and her face
was set in angry lines, while with folded
arms she glared around her invaded
kitchen, and the dishes and food which
Katherine and I had brought out.
Memory That Helped.
Every line OF her was an impertinence,
and had to smother the impulse to open
the door and tell her to leave the room.
1oated into my mind.
"a genius of the Betty type is usually
like an irresponsible. spoiled child" she
had said, with the lamentable eXcsp-
ton that you can spank the child. What
would be objectionable impertinence in
another employe is simply an ebulliticn
Of childish naughtiness with Betty and
you simply have to make allowances for
it."
Fortined by the warning I turned to
the old woman with a joyous air, ignor-
ing the thunderclouds.
"Oh, Bettyr' I exclaimed, I'm so glad
you're up. I didn't want to- wake you
because you were up so late last night,
and must have been so tired. But old
Mrs. Morton is gone, and, of course,
Miss. Katherine is just worn out, so I
had to get her something to eat And
then Miss Lillian expects Mr.. Savarin and
his sister, Mrs. Cosgrcve, on the train
from the Catskills this morning.
"They ought to be here soon, and. of
course, Miss Lillian wants breakfast for i
them. They're going to take little Miss
Marian back with them right away, so
that it won't be necessary to tell her !
that her grandmother is dead. I know !
I've mussed up the kitchen a let, but I
didn't know where things were. I'm so |
glad you're here to take hold
I was palpably nervous, for talking |
thus to Betty was like reading at sight |
a sheet Of unfamiliar music. I had no |
idea when might strike the wrong key |
But l ratified on, giving her no time to |
reply, until I saw the harsh lines fade |
out of her face and her eyes soften. I
was unprepared, however, to hear her
give one Of her loud, rollicking laughs,
sure sign with Betty that she was in
high good humor.
No Secret to Betty.
Miss Madge, your times sure wasted"
she said, wiping her eyes. You ought
to be an exhorter at camp meetin'. All
the poor sinners would be fa1lin' ever
themselves t. get to the mourners' bench
Il you just talked a WHILE
She laughed again, then surveyed her
kitchen with superb but good humoreds
81 never did see such a mess in my (
whole Hfe," she declared with great in
Justice, for Katherine and I had really
been most careful to keep everything
neat Now both you ladies just trct
light into the breakfast room where you
and I'll bring you something fit
% eat in a jffy. )
THAT coffee and cerealI have to do
low"-her tone consigned cur culinary t
Efforts to the nethermost depths OF OBJ !
ivion, although both Katherine and I {
,ride ourselves upon our ability to make
I'll fix you up scmethtn' de- !
,ent besides An then when I get you :
,ut of the way I'll get up breakfast that i
s a breakfast for Miss Lillian's company. /
Where is Miss Lillian, anyway" she de- /
handed, turning on me as II she sus-
,ected me of numbering her mistress and E
lidfng her in the coal cellar c
ASLEEP with little Miss Marian" I an e
vered, careless Of the truth If I could h
HELD Lillian from an interview with y
Betty But you surely don't need to il
ZEE her about breakfast for Mr.. Savarin
nd his sister S
when I needs to see anybody about I
What to get for a company breakfast it'll F
e time for Betty to start for the home f