The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1932-08-26

mounted the stairs to the nursery and
fed her youngest child his Cruel
spoon-by-spoon from dish with four
rabbits around the brim. For every
rabbit story had to be invented as
he clutched his mothers wrist and
swallowed Cruel.
The second child, lovely girl.
Griselda, wanted certain lullaby to
send her to sleep. and so while q
maid dressed madame's hair she sat
beside the small bedstead that she
herself had painted. and softly sang
her girl to sleep.
At seven-thirty, while madame was
being hooked into spangled gown
well fitted to her ample figure, frau
lein brought her in bowl of milk
toast which she took standing up.
At eight o'clock, the professor, far
more nervous than madame herself,
awaited her in the lower hall In stiff
evening clothes. while a limousine
chugged at the door.
AT few minutes past eight. madame,
handsome in the spangles and SUI
perb sable wrap across her shoulders,
descended the stairs.
There were final instructions to
leave with fraulein about babys cold
and rubbing his small chest with
goose grease. There were some ques-
lions to put to the chauffeur Ike,
whose wife had sciatica. The parlor
maid came tearing down TO hand the
professor madame's throat syringe to
have along in case of emergency.
AT eight forty-five. madame APP
peared on the stage of Carnegie hall
and for two hours held an audience
enchanted by the soaring magnificence
of her voice.
At eleven o'clock, while the pro-
fessor lowered about with madame's
wraps, the crowds milled about her
in the dressing room, bagging for buds
from her corsage, eager to press her
hand, hungry for closer view of the
woman whose glory had held them
spellbound.
At half after eleven, the professor
and madame once more entered the
room they called music ROOM
There was table for two spread
beside a roaring fire and Johanna, the
second upstairs girl, who had begged
the privilege of staying up instead of
the waitress, was standing ready to
serve.
Madame herself went into the
kitchen and made the coffee The
professor liked his percolated her GER
tain way. After that, with Johanna
eager to remove her mistress stiff
slippers for softer ones, there was just
quiet talk between madame and the
professor.
She had been her magnificent best.
His eyes caressed her. His lips sought
her hands.
Madame and the professor ate now
with relaxed enjoyment.
There were pigs knuckles. Not
coarse to madame or the professor,
but succulent food of rich, strong
flavor. The firm, white bread madame
had baked herself The salad, crisp
and green, she twirled in the bowl and
concocted its dressing out of ingredi-
ents that Johanna brought her. There
was apple cake that madame had
baked the morning before and the
rich coffee of her brewing
After that they sat by the fire,
madame and her husband. until the
lovely chimes of the clock in the hall
sounded two.
Sitting back relaxed, madame's hand
reached idly out for the letter in the
blue and black envelope that had
elected the single word 'twaddle"
from her that morning. She drew it
again from it's envelope, leaning back
to read it through half-closed, amused
eyes, to her husband:
Dear Madame Strassmore.
From your vast experience and your
enormous success, will you give the
readers of the Daily Gazette the bene-
fit of your views upon the following
subject:
Do you think it possible for wom-
an to have both home life and
career?"
"Twaddle," repeated madame, and,
trailing her handsome wrap, went
lazily upstairs on the arm of her hus-
band.