The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-03-28
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with evident relief He placed a
chair for her and she sat down.
Gypsy felt she should address her
hostess.
The house looks lovely" she said
to Miss Wallace. Il don't see how
you managed to get everything set
tied so quickly"
Aunt Ellen was sitting erect in
her favorite high backed chair. Il
shall be comfortable here" she said
of course. after being accustomed
to big house, it's quite a change"
She interiected a sigh. But III
get used to it."
Aren't you going to show us the
placer" jim asked.
I'll show you" Abbie Manley
volunteered. I've just been through
it myself. You and Gypsy come
with me"
Aunt Ellen held up one hand. Il
think a little later, Abbie," she said,
but Mrs. Manley was on her feet.
We'll have time" Abbie insisted.
Come Oh, Gypsy. There's a lovely
view from the bedroom window and
the kitchen is wonderful"
Jim leaned back. you two 90
along" he said. "Ben's telling me
how to get rich quick"
Gypsy and Mrs. Manley stepped
into the hall There were six rooms
in the cottage, but they we're large.
The central hallway counted as a
room divided the living room from
the dining room.
Back of the living room was Miss
Walace's bedroom and at the sack
of the house was a room the
maid. The pantry and IN we're
on the other side.
Abbie led the VIZ Sinting out
the attractive feat They came
to the kitchen last.
Abbie drew back the door and
they were greeted by the inviting
odors Of cooking food.
Hello, Harriet" called Gypsy
from the doorway.
II n
THE cook turned and her face
l. lighted "Howdo, Mis- Wallace
she answered. She put down the
potato masher, which she had been
welding vigorously. It's good to
see you here"
"My-what a fine kitchen you
have" Gypsy said smiling. Every
things so fresh and white I guess
it's a pleasure to work in such
place. We miss you, Harriet. Say,
something certainly does smell
goodr
There isn't a better cook in For
est City than Harriet" Abbie Map
ley put in.
Harriets face showed that she
was pleased. She began beating the
potatoes again. Gypsy glanced over
her shoulder Miss Wallace had
come up behind them.
We'll, really" Ellen Wallaces
tone was exasperated, eff there's to
be any dinner in this house tonight |
I'm afraid Harriet will have to be
allowed to get it on the table.
It's nearly Z o'clock, Abbie. Don't /
you think you two had better go
back to the living room?"
Miss Wallace scared into the
kitchen. Gypsy and her companion
fled. Never mind Aunt Ellen"
Abbie whispered into the girls ear. /
She's on her high horse tonight. 1t |
doesn't mean a thing"
Fifteen minutes later they were
ushered into the dining room.
Gypsy and Jim were given places
of honor at Aunt Ellen's right.
Ben Wallace sat next to Gypsy /
and directly opposite was Lucia, |
his wife, Mrs. Nicholson sat in
state at the foot of the table.
HARRIET served the soup. It
4 L was an elaborate five-course |
dinner and the food was delicious,
but Gypsy had no appetite. When
ever she looked up Lucia Wallace's |
small dark eyes we're watching her
belligerently. Jim made several at
tempts at general conversation, but |
gave up the effort.
Junior squirned in his chair and
was scolded for refusing to eat his |
spinach. Sophronia Nicholson made
use of the opportunity to deliver a !
lecture on how grateful small boys
should be for a good home and !
plenty OF nourishing food.
There were other little boys in the |
world, she assured Junior, who
would be glad to eat spinach. Spin
ach would make him a strong, big |
man. Somehow cas- jim had pre-
dictedD this led to launching forth |
on the harships Uncle Ezra endured |
at Andersonville.
Your great Uncle Ezra was a
great man" she concluded, cycling
Junior. By some chance her glance
fell upon Gypsy. Did your an
cestors take part in the WARP" she