Montgomery County sentinel., 1931-04-17
Marjorie Won by
Missing Party
By SIDNEY BLAIR


NWRO SeFNiVe.N
kTOO bud yOu can't 20, Marge. Did
1 you put In both chicken and ham
sandwiches? Sure2 Sorry you can't
go-we'll tell you all about II tomor-
row."
Marjorie watched the other girls pile
into the big sleigh. They were going
to drive out to the Logans' summer
camp, where the boys would be wait
ing for them, with big open tires blaz
Ing, and the radio going.
They'd all have supper there, and
dance, and play games, and drive
home In the moonlight with the bells
on the horses harnesses jingling mer.
rlly.
She turned away. biting her upper
lip hard to keep from crying She'd
wanted so dreadfully to 80. But Mrs
Whitcomb who owned the tea room.
was very strict. and this was Mar
jorie's day to run the place during the
dinner hour. always the busiest part
Of the day. This was Saturday, too,
and Mrs. Whitcoinb had a cold, just
slight one--and either she or Marjorie
lust had to be there on Saturdays.
one hau pu' UP 'he'r supl'eie
great DnsKels iul' VI sahu"'e"es unu
cakes and all sorts OF goodies. II only
she couiu nave gone
Carl would be there, Carl Waite.
He'd been awfully nice TO Marjorie
His falher was the richest man III
town, ana carr had good posllioh
OF his own, was a good eaten, as
MRS WhitcomD shld-Mrs. Whltcon'o
would nave Deen glad II he had gone
with her daughter instead OF with
Marjorie.
Marjorie went about her work cour'
ageously, seeing that the candles were
lighted Oh the little tables, thaf the
rose-colored shades were straight, thai
the cook mad everything ready that
the menus were typed one OF the
walters sent word NJ the lhst minute
that ne couldhI come; he was III Win
influenza.
THAT means that I'll have to take
his place" Marjorie reflected. "oh,
well, Just one more thing" And she
tied on white apron over her simple
dark frock She hated to walt table !
The tea room was crowded for din
ner that evening. There wasn't enough
chicken--Mrs. Whltcomb was always
advertising chicken dinners for Satur-
day night ana then not buying enough
chicken Some OF the people dldllt
want to have roast beef instead, and
were awfully disagreeable about IT, ~
II It had been Marjorle's fault that the
chicken gave out. And one man moved
suddenly and hit Marjorie's elbow JUS
as she wns setting cupful Of coffee
down In front OF him, and the coffe"
spilled NIL over his wife, who was fu-
rious, and blamed Marjorie. And the
cook lost her temper and said she'd
leave the next day. and Mariorie's
head ached.
She was glad when at last every
one had gone. II was late, and few
Dassersby went along the little side
street on which the tea room was
located. Nearly all the candles were
out; only few were stIll burning. but
tho freight made mp for them.
Marjorie took one last look around
and then sat down before the fire
She could have cried now, when there
was nobody around. hut somehow she
didn't want to. She was too tired
Some one came into the room Mar
jorie sighed People we're always com
Ing In after dinner was over. II you
were particularly worn out, and ask.
Ing II they could have something 20
eat, Oh, well, she could heat mp some
beef and vegetables, md there was
an apple pie
"MarjorleW A mans voice. behind
her. Marjorie, aren't yon going 10
speak TO meT'
She turned quickly 10 face Carl
Waite.
"0h, Carl. how do you happen to be-
herei" she asked Her voice was
shaky with fatigue and excitement.
"Came back from the party cnrly p
no answered, sitting down beside her
" wanted to see you"
"But--but It's too late for ~ 10 60
now" she said. "To 20 bnck there
mean. You see"
"Of course II Is,' he answered. ~
came quite awhile ago. glanced IN