Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1924-05-16
TurnedUp
Her Nose at
Everything
By JUDY BLAIR

NTHEN little Mrs. Gasken knew
w for certain that her husband. the
celebrated author, had fallen for Mrs.
Myra Collins. she neither wept nor
sat down III despair. Henrietta Gas
kell was a very clever little woman,
much cleverer than her husband gave
her credit for being.
John. darling" she said, why
don't you ask that Mrs. Collins TO
spend the weekend In the country
with usY
John Gaskell looked at her suspi-
ciously, but his wife's expression was
perfectly innocent.
"Why-I don't know. I never
thought Of it." he stammered.
do ask her. know you like her,
John, and so l want to like her, too"
John Gaskell leaped at the bait, and
his wife went back TO make some pies.
Henrietta Gaskell couldn't talk about
art or literature, but she was great on
pies. And then she had heard a good
deal about Mrs. Collins.
Mrs. Collins accepted her efusIvely-
worded invitation, and duly arrived.
She was made-up brunette, Mrs.
Gaskell blonde. and the moment she
arrived war was on between the two
women.
why. / thought you had a much
bigger place than this, Johnm ex-
claimed Mrs Collins. looking In disap-
proval at the little home.
John Gaskell looked uncomfortable
and his wife smiled inwardly. Henri
eta had excelled herself on the din
ner
Now take Mrs. Collins out and
show her the garden while wash the
dishes" said Mrs. GaskeIl.
John, nothing loath, took Mrs. Col
Inns out into the moonlight. Looking
through the kitchen window. his wife
saw her husband with his arm around
her. She brushed away a fugitive
tear. She had to play the game for all
II was worth.
She left the couple discussing litera-
ture that evening, while she was busy
in the kitchen. Somehow John Gas
kell felt embarrassed II was not ike
their meetings In town-of which Hen
rietta knew nothing-this open tete-a-
tete. II robbed II Of all excitement.
Now. John. you must take Mrs. Col
Inns TO church." said his wife the fol-
lowing morning I've got TO cook the
dinner"
John Gsskell, a little disillusloned
BY Mrs Collins at close quarters, set
OF with her to church. They sat
through a wesrying sermon and re-
turned to ind a dreadful odor assail-
ing them, and Mrs. Gaskell almost IN
tears
-oh, John sObbsd his wife, Il had
an accident II the kitchen and every
thing got burned
The hungry couple sat down TO some
very badly burned roast mutton and
seorehed potatoes. Mrs. Collins said
very little, but her eyes shot dssgers
at her hostess She was particularly
fond Of good things to eat.
Then-thoush John didn't notice It
the tablecloth was an old cotton
one, and Mrs Collins had a thick tum-
bier.
Mrs. Gsskell frightened up after the
meal. Now, John. you must take Mrs.
Collins for a walk and show her that
elm tree that Washington sat under
when he was rstreating before the
British" she said.
Sullenly John Gasksll offered HIS
arm to Ms. Collins Henrietta, peer
ing through the window, ss- that IL
didn't slip round Mrs Collins waist
this time
The two came back rather early in
the afternoon to tea. Both looked
cross, and the heat had made the
makeup run in psrceptible stains all
down Mrs Collins face.
After dinner Henrietta said: Now
you two go into the parlor and have
a nice talk while / get the dishes
done"
Let me help you," said John.
Mrs Collins took up book.
John accompanied Mrs. Collins to
the train next morning. Henrietta
hummed as she washed the breakfast
things and set the pie in the oven
When John came back he walked over
to her and kissed her.
Gee. I'm glad she's gone" he said
Turned up her nose at everything. I
tell you, Eta. I'm happier with you
over week-ends than having city folks
down who don't appreciate the coun-
try"
Mrs. Gaskell smiled as she took the
pies out of the oven The bloom was
OF the rose.