Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-10

Up 10 iDdl
moment, we
had hope d
y rather vag-
- - uely that we
Mn f'hIhiS" would live in
spite Of the cold in the head.
But the prospect Of making the
effort TO 90 10 the slicing con-
test and be a judge was too
much. Right then and there we
stopped hoping that we'd live,
and began hoping we'd die.
The contest grew up as re-
suit of our recent columns on
how TO slice bread. Prudence
rounded up some prizes and an
nounced that the contest would
be held at the cooking school,
and said we would have to be a
Judge because II was all our
, fault 10 begin with. So how
could we back out Of il, cold or
no cold2
Anyway. Kitty said IL was our
duty 10 go, 40 we got started,
hut not without a little further
discussion. What would the
prizes be. Kitty wanted to know.
Bread SIicerS?
Haughtily we said no. the
winners Of the contest obviously
would he good enough so they
wouldn't need any. Then. said
Kitty. why not slicer for
consolation prize: Again we
said no, we were going 20 keep
our slicers. Including the sam
pies, the inventors models, and
the ones sent by people who
were just plain sorry for the
Pickerings, we have a selection
with which we can slice bread
practically any width We want,
and I am a stubborn man. I am
going to keep them until i can
make them all work.
Anyway. we finally arrived At
the auditorium with four hand
kerchiefS, a box of cold tablets
and a genuine understanding of
what prompted the man 10 say,
Death, where is " sting ,"
The other Judge (who. by the
way did all the work. was
Bruno Boscacci OF the Statler,
who can take an ordinary fresh
loaf Of bread and slice il thin
enough for melba toast.
lie showed everybody how 10
slice bread while the ladies
waved their bread knives. Pract-
cally everybody seemed 10 have
'brpught a knife. and why a lot
of people weren't stabbed on
the street cars on the way down
town | don't know.
And then the contest started.
They used all methods. One lady
even stood her loaf of bread on
end and sliced sideways.
IL was all nice fresh bread
from the Wonder Bread people,
and suspect that they had
their tongues in their cheeks
when they sent II, because
slicing bread fresh out OF the
oven Is like wrestling with an
India rubber man.
Some of the ladies squeezed
the bread too hard, and the
slices came out shaped like tho
State Of Kentucky.
Anyway, the contest was won
by n Mrs. Leonor Gasso of 4473
Cicotte avenue. She is from
Valencia, Spain. her bread knife
is Is years old and of the seal
Hoped edge variety. and she
sliced a whole loaf In n minute
and a half.
Mrs. GasSo said she hadn't
known whether TO enter or not,
but she worked out her days
prediction in the Wishing Well.
and it said she had a wonderful
fortune in store for her, so she
entered. The fortune was first
prize--a pound of butter.
never had bothered with the
Wishing Well, but she got me
curious. You count the letters
in your name. and add three,
and use that key number TO
work out an anagram which
gives you message for the day.
If il worked for Mrs. GasSo,
II might work for me. so l
worked out my name. hoping TO
find out whether this cold in the
head was going TO keep on for
ever. or whether, mercifully, l
might die.
The message. when I got IL
worked out, said, "EIe will get
well.
| don't know whether I'm glad