Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1930-11-13

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UHE SHOWS were having honeydew
melon for breakfast. That is, Mr..
and Mrs. Snow were having honey
dew melon. Anna Phillippa, who was
not quite two. was conspicuouSly hav-
ing cereal. Her brown china pig,
standing ON the tray of her high chair,
also was having cereal.
Breakfast being. IN Anna Phillippa's
opinion, a somewhat boring meal, it
was more easily endured in the COM
pany of a diyerting companion. This
time it was the China pig which was
proving ar exciting superiority over all
the others by having an actual intake
for large spoonfuls of farina. You
simply poured it into the slot in its
back. This, for no reason clear to her,
changed the note of its clink TO a
rather dull thud. Cousin Jessica, donor
of the pig. also had donated the clink.
Perhaps" Cousin Jessica had whis-
pered in Anna Phillippa's ear, as she
dropped the large gold piece into the
pig bank, this will help to teach you
the value of a dollar
The pronoun was not so much a re-
Election upon the character OF young
Mrs. Snow, whom Cousin JeSsica had
had in mind at the time and whom,
in a manner of speaking, she had
brought up, as it was an admission OF
her own weakness in having permitted
young Mrs. Snow to grow up with the
idea that a dollar is worth nothing
unless multiplied by twenty.
Oddly enough, this brings us back
to the honeydew melon.
Into a silence broken only by the
hiccoughing of a percolator at Mrs.
Shows elbow and the open and above
board eating of Anna Phillippa, Mr..
Snow dropped a question.
Why are we having honeydew mel
on?" he inquired. Why are we not
having a forty cent club breakfast with
the old reliable prune?"
Because" said Mrs. Snow simply
you said you liked it,"
There was a moments pause, then he
continued.
"A Mr.. Plimp or Plamp or somebody
like that called me up at the office yes
terday. I said I didn't know anybody
by that name and he said he could
we'll believe it because I never answered
his letters and he suspected l never
opened them. He threatened to come
down and open them for me in the
presence of various lawyers and police
men. He turned out to be our grocer
We W him S357.8l."
"A fascinating narrative" said Mrs
Snow politely. What made you think
of it?"
THE honeydew melon" he admitted
Sort of amusing having honeydev
melon at sixty-flve cents apiece. Anus
ing-and how like your
There is no need to record Mrs
Shows reply to this sally. She SAILED
quite as expertly as did he and with
the same glib acid witness.
This was rather a pity because any
one in search of sweetness and ligh'
with which to illuminate an idealistit
treatise on the American home would
after one glance at the Shows at break.
fast, have thought it unnecessary to g(
any further.
Anna Phillippa, with gold curls, pinl
cheeks, and blue eyes, contributed
pastels which were deepened delicious.
ly by the sur streaming in through
delicate curtains. The sun picked VI
the gold glints in the hair of he.
mother, too, and rubbed the hothOus,
roses-red as lipstick in the center O
the table-to a warmer glow. Mrs
Snow-to get on quickly with the colo
scheme-looked as Anna Philippe un
dOubtedly would look when she grew UP
Mr.. Snow completed the charm of tn
scene by being a homely, good looking
young man with sandy cow-licked hal
and nice teeth. He had a knack Will
clothes, an amused outlook on life, ant
almost no sense Of responsibility. /
is a type which marries early, a type
too, always of vigorous appeal to younI
women who look in a general way lik'
young Mrs. Snow. That she was eX
actly the sort of girl young men lik
Bill Snow wish to run away with on
moonlight night but adds the fna
touch of perfection to the scene as i
should have been, and a note of sad
ness to the scene as it actually turnet
out to be.
While it was getting under way,
slim beige young woman in a neat uni
form entered the dining room to refill
the water glasses and remove the mel
on. Mrs. Shows disturbed expression
became instantly placating. Cleo
though expensive to have, was hare
to hold. Bill, unconcerned with he
skittishness, regarded her sourly. H,
did, however, attempt to clear the al
for her benefit.
"A lovely day for the game" he re,
marked to his wife and smiled. Hi
smile, even a forced one, had a Ger.
tain charm for Flip. (She was Ann:
Phillippa, too, but called Flip.) TIL,
girl Cleo went out.
II don't suppose there is anything
can say" said Bill, going on with it
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