The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-25

MIS-. Cameron predicts that the mar
Paula is torn bv an emotional storm
over the news that Scott has married
Dana's. and is constant visitor at her
apartment.
home TO md her helplesslv irving to re-
No GO on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CCOTT looked at Dana and took
~ in all the details-tumbled hair,
eyes in which tears were lurking,
tremulous mouth.
You poor kid" he said. drawing
cher into his arms. After COM
forting interval, he took inventory
1t appeared that, in the process OF
cooking dinner Dana had pulled out
every pot and pan in the place.
Moreover, she had not been far
wrong when she had said every
thing" was ruined.
Il don't know what happened to
the chicken" Dana walled. Il fol-
lowed directions, just as I've always
done, but it tastes like leather No
one could possibly eat it,"
After a brief examination of the
chicken, Scott answered in a pro-
fessional tone, ut just happens
that you have cooked the grand
father of that last chicken we had"
OH" said Dana, enlightened for
the first time that there could be a
great and vital difference in fowl
meat.
And through long habitation Of
the barnyard the old bird de-
veloped very tough resistance to
knives and forks" Scott added.
."Oh, Scott, don't be funny at a
time like this"
We'll, what else is there in the
house? l could dash out some
where for a baked ham"
There's nothing else" Dana
answered somberly. "YOr see,
Scott, while was worrying about
the chicken, the sweet potatoes
scOrched, And then / was so up
set, forgot to put the aspic salad
in the ice box until little while
ago. And look at it,"
The aspic salad, detected look
ing mess. met SCOTS eye.
Maybe it will jell by dinner
time" Scott looked hopefully at
his watch. "Ye gods, Dana, they'll
be here in half an hour"
Dana said nothing, but sheer
tragedy was in the look she gave
him.
= Lets scrap the whole mess
Scott suggested II know a place
where they fix up a swell fried
chicken loaf. Well have them send
out salad, too, and I'll order brick
ice cream"
Our desserts all right" Dana
said, Frightening. 1.-The cream did
whip"
Make pot of coffee, and every
thing will be jake
Dana followed directions. Some
how, with SCOTS help, order was
magically restored out of chaos.
Pots and pans disappeared into
their proper places with amazing
celebrity. Coffee was bubbling mer-
rily in the pot when the delivery
boy arrived with SCOTS ready-made
dinner.
On a pretty platter, the oblong
bread loaf, in which golden brown
chicken was concealed, looked de-
licously tempting. Espec ially
with fresh green garnish about
it. The salad was a raviShing mix
ture, topped gayly with pimiento.
No fault could be found with Dana'S
coffee and the dessert,
Scott opened bottle of cham
payne which one of his friends had
given him to use for some special
celebration "And what better to
celebrate than pulling you out of
III hole?" Scott said.
Every one had eaten with appar-
ent zest. Paula had said, Dana,
you clever darling to think of such
a delicious and informal dinner. I
could tear my hair in sheer envy"
The champagne had given the
evening a real dash of brilliance.
Finally they had all piled into
Paula's car and gone places.
In the smaller hours Dana and
Scott came home, tired but vic
torious.
"A swell party, Mrs. Stanley"
THANK you so much. DIR. STAN
ley" Dana answered impudently,
adding. Every day I bow before
professional proficiency"
Forget it, Scott yawned When
he was asleep-or rather when
Dana thought he was asleep-she
was busy with wide-awaKe thoughts.
Scott had been simply an angel
about the whole thing. But what
must he have thought of the way
she had mismanaged their first at
tempt at entertaining? Every one
. had been sweet, and had seemed
to be having a good time. But you
never could tell what people were
really thinking. They probably
pitied Scott for having stupid
wife. who couldn't manage even
small dinner party. Maybe Paula
had pitied him. That thought
pricked more than anything else.
Paula bothered Dana in more
ways than one. Paula was always
calling out, Scott, come here"
anu NHeu lie u HIN ICh
arms through his, or lean close.
And every time Dana looked at
Paula the other girl had been
looking at Scott with that yelled
smile in her eyes.
/ There was the thought of all that
>ruined food wasted, too. And the
extra money they had spent.
Suddenly Scott said What are
you WORKS. ~bout, you silly KIDD"
, An arm encircled Dana, drawing
her head down to SCOTS shoulder.
Dana whispered, That awful waste
OF money!"
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