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Show L-BM l ' - -? r&'B Mrs. Archers Angel Food Cake ik. ASH "r ELEANOIt WKT. S BBV OopyrigKUt, U03. by TU Author l PublUMnj Company. t if IP k f? ' "You'll lo Bttro to come, won't you, jf k SMra. Archer? It'll bo tho first so- :'. J clahlo wo'vo had at Mrs. Ilnnca' and I f t 'ovnrybody'll bo tbcro. It'll ho a splen- i i l did chance for you to get acquainted. I ') v 'And oil, yes! tho commlttca wantod ' '$ m0 to ""k rou to furnish an angol-food r' J (cako. Mvorybody Bald that tlio ono ;,i' ; 1 frou took to tho last sociable was tho c - -, fcxwt thoy over tasted. You don't know fe A h liow many compllmcntB 1 heard lor It. I v" gi "Woll, I must hurry along; I've a lot f'"K anoro places: on my list yot. Wo got ' i ,? . tho aooiablc up In such u hurry, It Isn't I 4 . elvlng us much tlmo. Woll, I'll toll I 'xj 'cm Uioy can .depend on your angel- ;, f " food Uion, Mrs. Archor. Uo sure and ! S , t icome early." Volublo Mrs. WIloy bus- I ' S Hod away, ntlll talking. s ; Margaret Archor came back from I '. fho door, hor protty faco wearing a jlrotiblnd look. 8ho wont directly to r - ', he cupboard, and taking out tho cook- I ' Rook, tiorvously began turning Its i, i t1 loavtw. Klndlng tho pago for which f I . who wwi Hoarchlng, she bent abovo It, m V v ptudying Its directions lutoutly. "It I. ' f weem.s na If I ought to bo ablo to do k 5 '4t," Mho ahstircd herself. "I simply I H f h jinust," hIio wont on emphatically. B fei '"And I won't say anything to Hob W ' w -about It; I don't want him to know H, H&, hhat a lltllo gooso I am." Then sho B OK closod the cook-book and began to got B, I ?' lt WRH '08,, l,mu " mcntM slnco Itob W yj Jrclmr brought his brldo to tho old JM-A. wml pouH-htnAd; but sho was nlready woll P' W I lenough acquainted with their thrifty w j j polghlmra to know with what scorn If 1 1. j tlio tirknrtwlodgmeut that sho could i j j pt o""k would bo recolvod. Tho fact ' gf that Him had spoilt nil her tlmo clerk- (,,V 15 Ing In a tttoro since sho left school, ;,'. j protild scorn no oxcusu to them. ( j , Th on) bad boon ouo othor soclablo tl ' f j blnpo Hue camo to tho uctghbnrhood, I I' ; Hit fortunntoly hor mother wns visit- k ; I , log hor Uiat wook aud it was sho who 's ' j Biado Uin angol-food cako that had t ' 0 Droatel such favorublo comment. Mar- B ui raret could cook vogotabloa very crod- i'mB, jSy- hjibly, bo with tho pies and cakes that Hn kT ' hor tuoUier had loft baked up wbon Wm E ho wont homo, sho had gotten along B;: ' w. rcry woll so far. Uut hat was she Rjk m to do ituw? Sho must manago In somo 1' K war U llvo up to tho reputation that EX fc that angol-food cako hail given her. H if Her oltooka grow hot as sho Haw, In M t laaagliiatlon, tltu critical looks that Hf v iroro iKwtowod upon each cako as It wR ', , mm cuL Site novor could face thoso H& , i ncollent housokoepers again If her jjM ' J sake failed to bear the test; and sho m& jf i kauBt tako ono, for thoy woro depend- K V UF tK her, L"1 f' J 'Die noit raornlug. as soon as Uob I na out of sight, sho got tho cook- book down again. It oponod readily i i IFfflWl I Nervously began turning Its leaves. to tho right page thl time. Margaret tasteiiod Its leaves open on tho kltuh-I kltuh-I Wn tabid "Ono nnd onolialf cups Htigar; ono I krup dour; wliltca of ten eggn." Klic I I jread slowly ou through tho dltectlous. B i "It doccn't look veo' hard," sho ! khought, choorfully, and her heart Wrow lighter. Very carofully Bhs? put Eho Ingredients togethor The eggs BJ krero bouton until her arm ached; tho , sugar was BlftoO again tind again. At H JA JAt tho frothy mnsii was ready for ! H - jtliti nten. flho put an armful nf wood 1 H Ibto the iitovo, Hllnjiccl tho cuke ttitn KD ovou, mid then began to clear off' B x,BBw r"' lrcRllf""' dlsht i Sho glaurotl uu BPBBHSBBBBk at tho clock. It was half past tilnol Sho had boon two hours getting that cake together. "Woll, I don't care for that If It Is only good; and I really bcllovo It will bo," sho thought complacently. com-placently. "I've got all day to do tho work In, anyway, for nob Is helping tho Smiths thresh, nnd he won't bo home to dlnnor." Sho began to hum a Uttlo tuno, as sho swiftly cloared tho tablo. Sbo kept closo watch of tho clock. Three-quarters of an hour for baking, tho cook-book said. Sho would havo tlmo to run out and gather the eggs. yi mm Burnt to a black clnderl Sho tied on her sun-bonnet and hastened hast-ened out to tho barn. Fifteen minutes later she camo back with her apron full of oggs, and was met at tho door by a strong smell of somothlng burning. Sho rushed to tho stove, throw open tho ovon door, nnd was nearly choked by tho smoko that rushed out. Her cako was burnt to a black cinder! Sho Jerked It out of tho oven, nnd carrying It to tho door, she scraped It out Into a pall. Then sho looked ruefully rue-fully at tho empty tin. "I must have had too hot a tiro," sho concluded. "I'll havo to mnko another." Tho oven had tlmo to cool down be-foro be-foro sho hod tho next cako mixed up, and nho took caro not to havo very much lire. Sho was very anxious this time, nnd dotormlnod that this cako should not Bcorch. Every fow minutes she opened tho ovon door nnd looked at It. It raised nlcoly and seemed to bo In no danger of burning. At the end of tho threo-mtartcrs of an hour It was almost nB whlto and doughy-look ing as when sho put It In. Sho decided thnt something must bo done. Thoro wns not flro enough this time; that was Bure. Sho would put a llttlo wood In tho stovo. Sho hastened out and brought In n handful and put It on tho dying flro. Ten minutes later who care-full) care-full) opoucd tho oven door to look nt hor cake. It was about halt an Inch In thlrknedst Margaret's lips sot in n dotormlnod lino. The spirit of her lighting ancestors ances-tors sas aroused. Sho would net bs comiucrcd by a mero cakol Sho was hot, and oh. so tired! But sho wont heroically to work again. A Uttlo after I o'clock Hob camo up tho wall:, whistling. Tho throshlng at Smith's was finished, nnd ho was home early. At tho door ho stopped In Btirprlso. Margaret, who wns always ready to recolvo him. In the dantlcst of after-noon after-noon dresses, when he returned, sat by tho kltchon table In a soiled morning wrapper. Her hair was dlshovoled and sprinkled with flour; ono hand as dono up In n whlto cloth, nnd two fin-geis fin-geis of tho other hand showed great burns. Hor head rested on her arras, and sho was crying bitterly. Itob uas startled. It was several minutes befoie ho could understand what was tho trouble At last, how. over, with her toar-stalncd faco hidden hid-den against his coat, Margaret sobbod out a history of tho day's disasters. Hob laughed . but It was n eomfort-lug eomfort-lug laugh "Is thnt all?" ho oxclalmed, cheerily. "Don't worry about that, i llttlo wife. I wasn't my mother's hired girl all ono year for nothing. That's tho very cake sho always 'isod to havo mo make I got to bo (;iHto nn oxport in i ! n ' i i , .... nt IC ft'i a pity ir I can't maJce one I more." Ten minutes lator Hob, cnvolopod In a great kitchen apron, was busily at work stirring up another cako. "It's lucky wo havo plenty of eggs. How many cakes did you mako, anyway," any-way," ho asked, as ho noticed tho great pllo of egg-Rhclls. "Four!" Margaret looked foolish as sho answered. "You didn't know what a silly wifo you had married, did you, poor boy?" Sho tried to speak lightly, but nob caught tha noto of wilfulness In her voice. Margaret was very sensitive sensi-tive about her dollclonclos In tho culinary culin-ary line. Hob took tho sweet faco botwoon two very floury hands and hastened to assuro hor, for tho twentieth time, thnt ho did not caro tho least bit In tho world whether sho could bako a cako or not. That evening at tho soclablo Mrs. WIloy bustled up to Margaret, exclaim-Ing, exclaim-Ing, "Your angel food cake was simply delicious, Mrs. Archer. I bellovo It was even better than the ono you brought before, nnd thnt la saying a good deal. I am coming over some day to have you show mo how to do It." Margaret and Itob exchanged laughing laugh-ing glances. Margaret could afford to laugh then, but Hho registered a vow that before tho next sociable sho would be nblo to mako an angel food cake equal to thnt one. And sho kept her word. They almost al-most lived on angel food cako for the next two weeks, and It seemed to Margaret Mar-garet that she novcr would want to seo ono again; hut nt tho end of that tlmo oven her mother could not make a better one. |
