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LAURA'S POUND CAKE
By Florence Lillian Henderson.
( Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Is it good, Mr. Trescott?" '.
"Good!" repeated' Alvin Trescott,
with ardor. "It is so-good that I must
ask you fgr another helping. There
can be no discount on this entry, Mrs.
Dallas. As a member of the commit
tee of awards I accept this second of
fering of that superb pound cake as a
bribe and hereby pledge myself to
vote first, last and all the time for
The Awards Were Decided On.
your equally excellent niece, Miss
Lura Barton. "t
It was in a tone of light raillery
that Alvin Trescott, the youngest and
best lawyer in Waltham, spoke. Un
der the surface, however, there was a
deeper shade of feeling than his hos
"You see, Mr. Trescott," she spoke,
"this award at the county fair means
a great deal for Lura. Her rich uncle
in the city has taken a great deal of
satisfaction out of her special sem
inary course domestic science,
something practical, he calls it. Lura
felt considerable pride in her school
prizes for scientific cooking. If she
should fail -to win the highest award
here, it would look as though her
schooling didn't amount to much,
wouldn't it, now?"
"Oh, I feel sure the other members
of the committee will go into ecsta
cies of delight over that cake," de
clared Alvin confidently.
. "I just thonght I would have you
try a sample beforehand," said Mrs.
Dallas. "It's made out of the same
batch of dough. The prize cake is all
packed up ready for tonight."
"And I shall be its valiant cham
pion," insisted the young lawyer.
"My ears have been burning, Mr.
Trescott," hailed a pleasing, merry
voice as Alvin passed out upon the
porch and the young lady under dis-
cussion in the room beyond arose
from a hammock. "I fancied I heard
my name mentioned."
"As the originator and founder of
the grandest pound cake made since
my mother's time," smiled Alvin
"I hope the rest of the committee
discovers the excellencies you at
tribute to it," said Lura, a shade of
anxiety in her lovely face.
"I see no doubt of that," answered
Alvin reassuringly, and then he pass
ed on with two thoughts supreme in
Both hinged about the fair young
girl he had just left. It seemed as
yesterday that they had been play
mates. Now she had returned with
all the polish good society and educa
tion can give. It rather awed him.
But then he recalled a fancied flash
of pleasure in Lura's eyes, when a
week before she had again met the '
playmate in vacation neglige trans
formed into the well-dressed, sue- '
"My mother always told me to look
out for a wife who was a good cook,"
ruminated Alvin.. "Why, here she is
at hand but, oh, I fear immeasur
ably beyond my reach. As to that