Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 143, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 June 1914 — NOT HER OWN BAKING [ARTICLE]

NOT HER OWN BAKING

MRS. NEWLYWED HAD • NO CHANCES. • ? ■ ( fe w Biscuits That Pleased Hubby So Were Not the Production of His Adored One, as He Had Supposed. The newly married man was a£. home at last. It was a cozy fiat, not ; a mere kitchenette cut off by a screen or curtains and interfering with the - ostensible purpose of the room. Still, it must be written in truth that the kitchen was not large. Two might occupy it at once, unless they ’ were engaged in a conversation that required Delsartian gesture. '*Bl The newly married man had telephoned repeatedly since 3:00 p.m. correcting the time hewould arriveto a minute, as nearly as he could calculate it, allowing so many minutesfor the movement of the train between the given points. He lived near the. elevated and knew he could make th« '■ distance from the station to the flat in 54 seconds by his watch, as he wasa sprinter. He found his bride blushingty hap*;.: py, with a pretty apron covering her elaborate house gown and just a hint’. -, of perspiration on her brow. Running to the telephone now and then while ; preparing dinner had conspired with her natural enthusiasm over her first real meal at home to induce perspiration, even though the weather outsidewas not warm. In addition to thecalls from the bridegroom she had insinuated several to this tradesman; and that for edible things forgotten in her hasty though dreamy marketing, J The bridegroom, after the ardent and prolonged greeting usual in cases ever sincb primitive man brought home his grub on his back.or in one hand, while the other carried* his rude weapon, inspected the dinner table with something that hunger, superficial as hunger com-: tnonly is in the honeymoon. The table; was bright with new silver and entß cing with fresh napery—loot saveml from a multitude of wedding gifts,, many of which, redundant or lacking; utility, had been piled away in one of' the tiny cloeets of the place. Hunger was forgotten for the ment while he again took her in hl» arms and told her how happy he was* that he had won such a prize. As he sat down he noted with na : misgiving various dishes which substance and garnishing spelled the word "delicatessen” almost as plainly as it was spelled on the window* ont the avenue. But he loved hl* bride and was proud of her and knew she would be equal to any domestic emergency that the future might hold. His. love was spurred as he up a wapn biscuit and, parting It, spread golden butter between the sectlons. “Darling,” he cried, as he tasted the biscuit, “this Is even better than the biscuits mother used to make!" “Is it, dearest?" the bride happily exclaimed. "I’m so glad! I got them at the baker’s!”—Judge. W