Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 283, 14 October 1916 — Page 42

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, SATURDAY, OCT. 14, 1916

Helen

and

Warren

. . ; aeries

Story of Their Married Life

"Who? .The ; Chandlers! ' Hold the wirel" With bla hand orer the phone. Warren roared out: "The Chandlers are downstairs. What the deuce" r -The Chandlers!" Helen flew in from the dining room. "Oh oh," In stammering excitement, "they can't be coming for. dinner! I invited them for NEXT Thursday ihe 17tb! Oh, they couldn't have made such a" "You've got your dates mixed," with a snort. "What're you going to do about It? Quick!" "There's not a thing for dinner!" frantically. "Oh. we" "Well, we cant keep them standing down there." Then into the phone, Send them up." "Oh. Warren, we CAN'T have them!" with hysterical Bhrlllness. "We've only a pot roast!" "Say you made a mistake in the date! If they've got any sense they'll clear out." "Oh, no no. she'd be furious! It's quarter of seven we've a half hour!

You receive them. Say we oh, what

i excuse CAN we give? Say the oven

exploded the maid burned her arm dlnner'll be late."

"Ill say nothing of the sort! Now

we'll not -complicate things by lying.

"You mu6t! She'll be insulted if

Oh. there they are now!"

As the door bell clamored, Helen

dashed out to the kitchen. Jerking

the bread knife from the astonished Dora, she wrapped the girl's, apron

I about her band.

, "It's the Chandlers! .Go to the door,

but keep your hand In your apron.

You've burned it understand? Hur

ry!"

While the girl was ushering in the

unexpected guests. Helen made a

frantic survey of the Ice box and pan

try shelves. The Chandlers for dinner

with only a POT ROAST!

! "Open this quick!" handing down a lean of asparagus, as the ' bewildered 'Dora reappeared. "It only has to be

neaiea.

A can of Italian relishes, a Jar of

,btandied peaches and a can of plum pudding waa the result of Helen's raid. For the next ten minutes the kitchen was the scene of desperate, nervetensioned haste. Dora, stimulated by a promised dollar, moved with unaccustomed speed. Behind the drawn folding doors she changed the cloth and reset the table with all the "comjpany" frills.

Everything responded to the emergency exigencies except the . pot roast lgnominlously cheap and plebeian. Helen's fertile brain had not yet concocted a lie that would excuse It. The hors-d'oeuvre on the table, the cocktails mixed, the. wine opened, and Dora plied with countless instructions, Helen rushed in to dress. , The pot roast! She was still strug

gling with the Intractable pot roast as she fluttered. Into an evening gown. A quarter past seven, flushed, breathless, and effu singly apologetic, she hurried in to greet her guests. "I'm" so sorry to have kept you waiting! I suppose Warren's told you about our accident the oven exploded and the maid burned her wrist" Warren had not told them. Having stolidly refused to "lie out of it," he had made not the slightest explanation for the half hour's wait, and now he glowered darkly at Helen's glib excuses, v " What would they think when the pot roast appeared, anguished Helen, as they went into the dining room. The burned wrist could not explain that. The Italian hors-d'oeuvre was a nov

elty and most appetizing, but the soup,

having been diluted to make four portions, was suspiciously thin. As Dora

removed the plates, Helen, with deepening color, awaited the august en

trance of the pos roast

At last It came, a meager dark

mound with its accompanying gravy and browned potatoes. Helen saw

Mrs. Chandler's astonished glance.

While Warren carved, she kept her

eyes fixed miserably on her plate.

Until the very last she had hoped her

feminine agility for fabrications would come to her rescue. But for once her resourcefulness failed her. She could invent no plausible excuse for this pot roast It was a scant roast too barely a pound and' a half and Warren was cutting into it recklessly. To have pot roast and not even enough! Could a guest dinner sing to greater ignominy? N'o, give that to Mr. Chandler." as Dora placed before her a thickly carved slice." Then to Warren: "Dear, Just some of the potatoes for me. You're always forgetting about my diet." " " ' ' "Eh, what's that?" He looked up, the knife suspended, but Helen's swift, flaming glance was telepathic. "The doctor's put me on a strict diet" In nervous explanation. "I'm not even allowed all vegetables," thinking of the small can of asparagus. Hoping that .enough wine would dull their critical appraisement of the dinner, Helen had instructed Dora to keep the glasses filled. Mr. Chandler was already in a mellowed mood, but as Mrs. Chandler drank most sparingly her critical faculties were unimpaired. "Won't you have some of the quince

Jelly?" urged Helen, for she had tried

to pad out the dinner with codi-i

ments. "Dear, did you pass Mrs. Chandler the olives?"

"No, thank you, I don't care for

any, stiniy. No no more wine," to

Dora, who started to refill her glass.

It was an infinite relief when the mortifying pot roast now pathetically depleted, waa finally removed and the salad brought on. At least Warren's salad dressing was always a success. "Only a couple of loaves for me, dear. You know I can't have it" cautioned Helen, for there had been on ly one head of romaine. "No salad?" asked Mr. Chandler. "Why, I thought salad was the main stay of a vegetarian diet." "Oh,, yes it is," floundering, "but the vinegar I'm not supposed to have anything acid." Although the plum pudding was unmistakably canned, there was enough of It And the sauce, .made from the brandied peaches, was delicious. With the coffee and cordials, served In the library before the glowing gas logs, Helen got out a box of French

giacee mint leaves. But no amount of ultra frills could banish the memory of the pot roast! Warren and Mr. Chandler were discussing the investment values of Bronx real estate. Mrs. Chandler, having several lote In her own name, seemed interested, and Helen was spared the exertion of entertaining her. . - ; ,: . ; At half past ten their car "was announced. As Mrs. Chandler put on her wraps in Warren's room, Helen knew that she saw his shabby slippers under the bed and his old toweling bathrobe caught in the closet door. There had been no . time for - the rigid straightening-up ; , and putting

out oi signt process to wmch Warren s room was always subjected before the arrival of guests. Still lashing her, mind for some final Dalliatins excuse for th nn-

guest-like dinner, Helen could only

murmur a blundering: v The next time you come I hope well not be so upset But Dora had quite a scare with that oven and she's so easily flustered." -x r . "Oh. I'm sure evervthins was vrv

nice," protested Mrs. Chandler formally, searching in her muff for her gloves.

Seeing neonle off was alwavs awk

ward. Helen never knew quite what to say at the last moment. Tonight it was doublv embarrassing. She -could

have screamed with relief when the

door closed after them.

"Oh oh. it was AWFUL!- droo

ping down before the gas logs. '.'Oh, that pot roast! That hideous' pot

roastl" ,

"Yes, that wasn't, exactly a swell

dish!" grunted Warren.- "It stumped her all right. Notice the way she lamped it?" ;

"Oh, she'll tell everybody." wailingly. "She'll say we invited them to dinner and gave thenr pot roast." "Hope she does! Why the Sam Hill don't you write down your dates?" "I did!" running for the calendar

WAR ELEVATES LIVING SCALE IN THE SLUMS

WOOL WICK, England, Oct 14. War and the resultant Industrial activity have done miracles In this great

arsenal city, the Health Officer states

in his annual report He says: ,"As a result of the increased prosperity in Woolwlck; the homes are better furnished, the provision of bedding is more satisfactory, and the children are better clothed. "With better financial conditions many of the homes I almost despaired of, have become Improved almost beyond belief which goes to prove very emphatically that If we want to eliminate the slum type of human being and slum type of home the surest, and quickest way is to give the workman a good living wage. "It Is only natural that wives and mothers get tired of struggling against a tide of difficulties which every day threatens to engulf them."

RECEIVES BOX OF FIGS

FOUNTAIN CITY, Oct. 14. Mr. and Mrs. Aaron Worth returned Thursday after an extended visit 1th the former's sister, Mrs. Hartup, Modoc. Mrs. Worth received a box of . fresh . figs this week from Ed. Lamb of California who was formerly of this place. .... Mr. and Mrs. Claridon Haworth of West Milton, Ohio, are visiting relatives here. .. .Mr. and Mrs. Leroy Huddleston and Mrs. C. N. Hatfield visited near Boston Friday. f Visits Son Mrs. Tom Bond visited her soil, Mr. Frank (Pellem and Family of Ft Wayne this week. . . .H. V. McClelland and-family of Richmond, visited Merrel Edgerton and family ThurBday evening.. . . Mr.-and Mrs. J. W. Shoemaker spent Thudsday with Luther Reynolds. - ,:

RUSSIA'S RESERVE . . .. TOTALS OVER MILLION

FAILURE 18 PREDICTED"

BERLIN, Oct. 14. The military critic of the "Vossische Zeltung" predicts that the Russian offensive on the eastern front will come to a complete stop about the middle of October. ,

PETROGRAD, Oct 14. Interviewed by the representative of a Paris newspaper, General Pollvanoff, Russian Minister of War, declared Russia now has a permanent reserve of a million and a half of young recruits, which permits the army authorities to feed the various units without sending to the front men with insufficient military training.

TO SHOW KING PETER'S ' 8ILVER IN GERMANY

BERLIN, Oct 14. The silverware of King Peter of Serbia will be one of the features of the "War Exhibition" which Is to be opened shortly in Danzig.

WESTERN COAL MJNES SHOW. BIG OUTPUT

DENVER. Col., Oct: 14. The war prosperity is' causing coal production in Colorado to leap suddenly. Figures for the first seven months of the year show 6,253,481 tons were mined, an increase of 1,253,160 over the same period a year before.

GRACE KII1G VISITS-

ECONOMY SCIIOOiS

ECONOMY, Oct. 14. Mrs. Emm Parson, Richmond, arrived hers Frida: morning to jint Mrs. Milton Cain 4 few days.;. .Miss Grace King, ountj superintendent of Domestic Selene was here Friday.... Seward Bind returned from Richmond this afternoon ....Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Replogh and their company from Alexanrla were at Richmond Friday. Aunt Molly VIslU' - I Aunt Molly, Editor of Junior Palladium, was here Monday afternoon to visit the CampfIregirl....Rev. Ray Ballard, wife and son, were at Richmond, Friday... . Miss Effle Wfliaa left Friday evening for Greensfork, to visit - over . Sunday, . . .Mrs. .' Myrtle Shallenburg of Richmond, .was here Thursday sight "

During the last few years refrigeration has steadily received more and more attention in Russia. A boom In cold storage construction was expected there when the war broke out

pad. "Look," turning to Thursday the 17th, " 'The Chandlers for dinner.' Oh, I'm SURE it was the 17th!" "You are, eh? Well, whenever there's a mistake I'll bank on it be1 ing yours. Jove, if you ever get a thing right it's a miracle." v Helen was too crushed to argue. Her assurance about the date was

shaken. She had written the invitation; and had kept no copy of the note. Still brooding over the humiliating evening, she went Into her room to undress.' She was almost ready for bed when the telephone rang. Through the open door came Warren's deep '.'Hello! Who? . . . Oh, Mrs. Chandler! . . . How's that? Oh, that's all right!" with a hearty laugh. "We

thought it was our mistake. . . . Not! at all it was a pleasure . . . No--no, j

uuu l uuuier 10 wine uie joaea ou au of us. . . . Yes, I'll tell her." Her face shining with cold cream, and her hair tumbling over her nightgowned shoulders, Helen came flying in. But with maddening leisure Warren lit a cigar before he would answer her tempestuous queries. ; "Looked up your note and found- she marked the wrong date! Guess that pot roast set her thinking." "Oh oh!" triumphantly. "Then it wasn't my mistake! I DID have the right"

"Well, what of it? If you were so! blamed sure you were right whyj

didn t you come square out and say so? They'd have a darned sight more respect for you if you hadn't pulled off that string of weak-kneed lies. I'll bet they're siring you up just about now."

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