In a Middle Western town a certain woman discovered the secret of making
old-fashioned doughnuts that would simply melt in your mouth. Neighbors
soon learned of these delicious doughnuts, and insisted that every time
she made them she would make a few dozen extra which they bought.
She decided to go into the doughnut business. She rented a small place
about the size of a small shoe-shine parlor right on the busiest corner,
and equipped the window with a kettle of lard on a gas hot-plate.
Everything was painted white, and she was dressed in white. She fried
doughnuts to order. Customers stood in line waiting for their doughnuts
to fry. It proved a tremendous success. To-day she owns a large, fully
equipped bakery where she bakes everything usually made in a bakery.