“Give them to me about ladies’ size,” I suggest, because I knew they was for a ladies’ lunch.

Hon. Goldthwaite hand forth 3 gentle-looking potatus.

“23c” he require.

“O, Hon. Groceries!” I abject. “Ladies cannot live on potatus alone. I got 30c with which to obtain lunch for 3. From this I must extract 5c for trolley home-trip. What bill-of-fare can I purchase for 25c remainder?”

“Sardines,” he say, “are nourishing but they tastes lonesome without crackers. These rare fishes costs 20c per box and sifficient crackers to chaperone them would cost 7c. This would leave bonus of 3c for salt. Or if you would think it more delicate you might obtain ½ lb. cheese at 18c and 1 potatus at 7c.”

“I am completely puzzled by this arithmetic,” he said.

87

87

“Maybe I should telephone to Mrs. McManus and find what is,” I say so. So I do so.

“Hullo!”

“Yes.”

“This is Togo.”

“O!” Chillbite voice.

“I wish to ask, please, what you would prefer as nourishment? Would 2 potatus and one box crackers seem more sifficient than ½ lb. cheese and 1 potatus?”

“For which meal, please?” she snib.

“For lunch, please,” I expose.

“Togo!” holla blond voice from telephone, “as it is now 1:45 in P. M. and my guest has already went elsewheres in search for food, I can see no sensible ratio in your horseless remarks. How dare you show your face a.m. telephone under such conditions?”

“Be more calm to me,” I besearch. “You sent me forth with 50c to save money from food. I done so. If your guest went away without lunch, she saved you that much. Which were very economical. When you substract 25c from my traveling 

 Prev. P 54/103 next