The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-07-03

steak.
And BERTHE LOUIS potatoes were a
pale, soggy mess. The corn was
boiled too hard, but the melon was
cody delicious and the pie made up
for all disappointments.
IF you can stand an eatless week
I'll have mother teach me to cook"
BERTHE Lou promised.
She had a burned finger and a cut
thumb, but she had no tears for a
culinary fiasco. The idea of a bride
weeping over the kind of dinner
that lay before them would have
made her laugh.
The new way was to turn In,
tackle and master-well, if not
master, at least get a toehold on
the art Of cooking.
She made no apologies. Her Job
when she was single had been to
be a good stenographer.
And her engagement hadn't lasted
long enough to permit her to take
up cooking. She had worked in
an office right up to the day be-
fore her wedding. And Rod had
taken all her spare time.
But she made a mental note to
repeat the dinner a week later and
make it one to be remembered as
well as they'd be likely to remem-
Der the disaster accompanying the
first one.
Il think we'd better go and see
your mother" she said when they
had finished clearing the table and
washing the dishes.
Rod, with a cretonne apron, had
wiped them with as much pleasure
as he'd have had polishing new
car. But the hour was not without
accident
He couldn't keep his eyes off Ber-
ties lovely arms plunged deep into
pan of sudS-she'd added a half
cup Of soap flakes to the dish wa
ter and the foamy consequences all
but flooded the sink-her thick,
heavy, cleaning hair and, most al
Turing of all, the exquisite turn of
her deliciously round throat.
AS result of his gloating over
having such a darling girl as his
own he dropped a cup and broke it.
BERTHE Lou smiled bravely over it,
but she felt badly, because she
knew the cup couldn't be replaced.
1t was from a set her mother had
had when first she was married.
Rod thought she was awfully sweet
about it.
Lets wait until it gets dark be-
fore we leave the house." he said
in answer to BERTHE Louise sugges-
ton that they visit his parents. At
don't want to be meeting lot Of
people on the way home"
BERTHE Lou noted how naturally
he spoke of his fathers house as
home" Habits we're strong with
Rod.
She wondered about his affections,
and the thought brought Lila back
to her mind. She wished she were
strong-minded enough to forget her.
She was rather quiet while they
unpacked and put away the things
IN their suitcaseS. She found the
dresser drawers and wardrobe
shelves lined with pink tissue paper,
ready to receive her trousseau.
Everything in her new home was
dainty and pretty. But it was very
simple and inexpensive. Except the
gifts from Rods parents, who, while
not wealthy, could afford to make
their only son a few good wedding
presents.
No one disturbed them; perhaps
the absence of light in their liv-
ing room discouraged visitors from
dropping in.
When they slipped out to pay a
call to Rods family the street was
almost deserted, except a few blocks
south, near the poolroom. They
walked north and circled the CEN
ter of town.
Thus, undelayed, they were able
to see both Rods parents and Ber-
tie LOUIS. She felt a gratifying
sense Of newly-acquired Importance.
People, even relatives, were very
nice to brides, she discovered. Try
ing to figure why, she vaguely re-
allied that every one sees oneself
in either one or the other of a pair
Of happy lovers.
1t was nearly midnight when they