Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1924-08-13


isn't anything around nero that
isn't high grade. Did Va see that
other cupboard oycI there? 1t S
full of china-not erocEery, but
china. |. don't know where he gele
his bacon, but l never saw thar
quality served out 10 ranch hands
before. They must live high"
The Wrvck wiped the last dish,
escaped from the apron and glanced
at his watch.
Only nine O'clock" he said
We've got all day TO make chat
train"
I'D clean forgotten" declared
Sally. eBut wen find out all about
it from Charley McSw2ca."
Charley re-entercd tha kitcnel
presently, tilted chair against the
wall and sat down.
Wen have a little tails" he ar
nounccd. Better set down.
Sally drew chair for herself,
but the Wreck propped himself
against the table. He wanted to be
ready for emergencies. Somebody
might have spread an alarm.
do you believe in acts of Proyi-
dence?" asked the foreman, after a
moment of thought.
The pair from the flivver cX-
changed glances.
NO." said the Wreck.
yes" said Sally.
"That makes it fifty-fifty, de-
clared Charley McSween, (which is
pretty fair break. As for my
self, l believe in'um. I'll tell you
why"
He paused long enough to light 9
pipe and get it going properly.
LAS l said a While back, we had
a Chinese cook here and a Chinese
dishwasher. Ordinarily we don't
run to fancy cookin'. But l goJ
that pair of Chinks for a special
reason. Pm expectin' the boss. As
near as l can make out from his les
ter, he's about due today. He doa't
come often, but when he does he
has to be fed right.
"But these here ChinGs jumped
on me yesterday. Some of the boys
got to foolin' with 'em and scared
'em most to death. So they jump
ed and left me flat, with the boss
comm. What was | goin' to do?
You can't run out and pick ur
cooks like jackrabbits. And wien
you do get EN- they're mostly very
plain workers. l said 30 myself
Charley McSween, you're in hel
of fix. You amt got d COOK anl
you amt got time to go and fetch
one And all the time | was re-
memberin' how particular the hos.
IS about his meals"
He spent a few second in thouebi
and resumed.
Maybe you can see why l asked
you about acts of Providence. Only
his mornin' l said to myself, Moth
] IN but an act OF Providence will
4 replace them unutterablc Chinks
/ And right then and there Proyi.
doncc steps up and says. Here's. 9
LADY that can cook rings around
any Chink that ever grew a pigtal
along with her husband who can
wash dishes fit for the most por-
ticular kind Of ROYALTY 10 eat off
Of I'll leave it to you if it ANT
So"
Sally smiled, but the Wrecks face
had a suggestion of grimness.
Are you suggesting" he asked,
that my wife and l go to work in
your kitchen and get meals for your
boss?"
you've got the idear,o said
Charley McSween. "Moals for The
boss-and the boys"
well, get it out of your head.
Nothing doing"
The foreman turned to Sally with
a slightly panied expression.
81 don't think your husband
grasps it, ma'am. He don't seem to
quite lay hold Of the situation. Here
am with the boss comm, and no
cook. Somebody's got to get those
meals. l can't cook 'em. There
amt one of the boys can cook good
enough. They can rustic things for
themselves, but they don't know
any city tricks. I've got to have a
cook"
Sally smoothed her apron and
smiled again.
TITS too bad" she said. II can
see what a fix you're in You've
been very kind to us. We've had
wonderful breakfast and we'd lust
love to oblige YOU But we happen
to be catching a train. Wc're-go-
ing cast. In fact, we're really be-
hind our time now. So | don't see
how we can, Mr.. McSween, although
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