Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1925-01-17
H h carried the .oup ~

he carried the soup ~
ths kitchen. where he founu
seaading d the middle Of the floo.
bse hands ciasped and an snxious
look - her face.
els Il all right7" she whispered. &
"Sure Il b." he said.
The grin on his lace meant more
than his words. Sally breathed deep.
~ and exhaled long Sigh.
II was getting anxious." she said.
you were gone so terribly long.
Didn't they ask you q lot Of ques-
lions. or anytiing?"
They're too busy telling each
other how they were held up by four
men," he observed.
Four"
"Yes-the liars. Four desperadoes.
Underwood says Me" The Wreck
peered down at his white jacket and
apron and smiled Wryly "Me-1'm
-four deSperadoes: $50.
Sally did not Join In the smile. She
was ready to admit that he was one
desperate. at the very least.
Tell me everything they said.
Henry"
i've got to go back, Give me the
next tray full. I'll tell you about it
afterward I'm getting some infor-
nation now"
Sally hurried with the tray and
the Wreck went back to the dining
room :. Underwood was still drum
ming on the table. He glanced at
the tray as 1t passed him, ceased
drumming and riveted his eye on the
omelette. Even dyspeptic. which
the boss of the ranch was not, would
have viewed 1t with attention. The
Wreck was actually proud to carry
it. for not only was 1t an object OF
beauty in itself. but Sally had found
things to garnish IL with. so that 1t
was art In a frame. =
Two minutes later Underwood
looked up from his, plate and fixed
his glance on the Wreck.
"Say, who made this omelettei"
he demanded.
.'ThS SpeMbiE"
"Bis6dft4. Stoor'
Eyes. SIR /" =
And the cofee7"
Eyes, sir ~ Dr.
The geEfnah helped himself to
another nouthful and fingered over
Il.
mot the same cook who was here
last summer" he announced
mo. sir
who Is hep
Its q lady. sir-my WIFE,"
The Underwood family sighed com.
fortably. In unison.
"At last. father. we've got some
body who can cook" said Harriet
Remember how awful 1t was last
sus:mei7"
The boss Of the ranch nodded anG
reac3ed for the omeicttc platter.
TEL your w1re that she's a good
cook" he said Tell her to keep it
ND ~.Il her to have fried chicken
tonight. and Drowned potatoes. ana
beans. and corn. if she's got any
and more biscuits Understand
More biscuits. Coffee. too Ar1
want her to make some PIE. II s'ne
hasn't got stuff to make pic out o.
well send for it. And tell her 20
cook lot of everything" =.
Harriet Underwood frowned a1d.
glanced at her brother.
Remember. father. the doctor
said"
1.-THE doctors in New ycg2-' IN
terrupted Underwood. WHAT he
doesn't know will never get INTO his
bill Don't forget. Williams-what-
ever you said your name was-have
your wife keep right on cooking.
The Wreck, passing the biscuits
again, acknowledged the command
with a nod He was hungry him
self and he hoped there would 'f
something left of the omelette. al
though he could see that the chances
were against him. He did not need
to be told that Sally Morgan could
cook; he knew it before they did,
back at the Barn., where Sally often
shooed her mother out of the kitchen
and ran things to suit herself.
people can eat more out in 4
country" observed Underwood.
parently talking to himsc'
the dr. air and the altit'
in NJ rork-"
Til was an uncer,
the telephone bell in
He numbered hastily
in answer to it.
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