Bob the Castaway by Frank V. Webster
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supper, and this occasion was no exception. For a week before she
was busy making pies and cakes and getting great pans of baked beans ready, for the supper victuals were of a plain but very wholesome sort. As Captain Spark was a guest at the Henderson home at the time the supper was to be held, he, of course, was invited to attend, an invitation he quickly accepted, for he was fond of hearty eating, and he was not ashore often enough so that such affairs as donation suppers were distasteful to him, as they are to some persons. At last the eventful evening came. Bob, dressed in his best suit, prepared to accompany his parents and Captain Spark to the church. Such a thing as their son attempting a joke at the donation supper never occurred to Mr. or Mrs. Henderson. It is true that at the affair there was more or less jollity and good-natured fun after the formal function of supper was over and the minister had asked the blessing. But no one had ever dared play such a joke as Bob contemplated. If his mother had in the least suspected him of even dreaming of it she would have made him stay at home. There was a good-sized throng in the church when the Henderson party arrived. Long tables had been set in the parlors, which were back of the church proper. Women in long white aprons were hurrying to and fro, getting ready to serve the meal. Bob followed his parents and the captain into the edifice. "Is everything all ready?" asked Ted Neefus in a whisper as he approached Bob. |
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