Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-09-28


icing was almost half-inch thick.
Dorothy Gore gazed on it in delight.
She had made many many cakes, but
never had one turned out better than this, and
never before had she so wanted cake to be
perfect.
Beside it on the kitchen table were piles OF
wafer-thin sandwiches with the most delicious
filing olives and pickles, jellied salad full of
fruit that made your mouth water with its ap-
petizing colors, and other good things to de-
light anybody who liked to eat.
Dorothy surveyed the result of her afternoons
work with pride, and then proceeded to pack it
carefully in the dainty box which she had pre-
pared. She finished the job by tying the box
with big red ribbon then hurried upstairs 10
dress.
It was while she was dressing that Dorothys
thoughts, which had been happy the whole aft
eTnoon, took on more somber aspect The
dress that she was to wear to the box social was
not new, and it would not be nearly as fine as
those which most of the other girls would wear.
Dorothy was used to having none-too-ex-
tensive wardrobe, but that did not help matters
any.
CUTTING on the edge of the bed in her own
- little room she gave herself up to gloomy
thinking. The Cores were not wealthy, and
although Dorothy, who had managed the house
since her mother died, did the best She could
with her fathers wages there never seemed to
be quite enough money to go round. She never
complained, but on those nights when she saw
other girls, better dressed and perhaps prettier
than she, dancing every dance at some high
school party while she sat without partner,
it was hard not to feel bitter. Dorothy realized
that she was not q very good dancer, because
she had never been able to go to dancing school,
or TO enough parties to learn.
That was one reason she had counted so
heavily ON this box social being given by her
Sabbath School class. There would be no dane
ing there, and Dorothy knew that no other girl
could compare with her In cooking skin. At
last she could meet the other girls on equal
terms-or 80 she had thought as she cooked the
delicacies for her box But now she remembered
that the boxes would be auctioned on without
being identified Nobody would know which was
hers until after the boys had bought the various
bones and 20 found their partners for the eve
ming. and even if they did know, what boy
would choose to eat with her, even If her lunch
was the best Of all, rather than with Fac Lin
tom, the prettiest girl In town. or Sally Frame,
the best dancer, or Mary Craig, who was always
30 beautifully dressed? Certainly Don Harker
would not
Dorothy bIushed a little as she thought OF
DON Harker-son of Mayor Harker, tall, slim
boy with wavy brown hair, idol of all the chill
dren in town because of his athletic ability, adj
naiTed by every girl not only because his father
had money, but because Don was just what
everybody called ga wonderful boy"
Imagine Don Harker wanting to get my
bOxl" said Dorothy ruefully. ut will be just my
luck TO draw the worst boy at the social. Oh
well, guess it can't be helped. And know my
lunch will be as good as any there"
CHE tried TO make her thoughts more cheerful
~ Is she finished dressing. Then she hurried
10 the kitchen and saw that all preparations
were made for supper for her father and the
other children. Dorothy seldom was away from
home for q meal but the family would have to
do without her this once. And they certainly
could not complain about the meal she had
prepared for them In fact, far from complain