The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-07-30
Aunt Nabby's Stewed Goose.
A YANKEE ExTRAvAGANzI

b., Christmas. and he was the last of the patri-
archs."
Aunt Nabby went down to Sue, who was
getting breakfast.
Susanna said she, the boys tell us how
we bent got a goose in creation, now what
shall we dof'
$50 Without" replied Susanna, with that
amiable tone which father said had worn her
teeth close to the gums.
Aunt Nabby, however, was bent upon a
goose, and when such a stiff person gets bent
upon anything you may consider the matter
settled and | saw that a goose of some kind
or ether would be had at some rate.
Here, you %critter,' cried Aunt Nabby,
TO the little black specimen of human family
that was digging potatoes in the garden, Here,
| want you to go along to the neighbors and
borrow a goose
Cato laid down his hoe, got over the fence
and shoveled of on his pedestals to get a
gouse.
The first house that Cato came to was that
of Sam Soap; into the shop went the yam
keeied negro, and making a bow TO Mr..
Soap who sat like a dignifed Hindoo idol,
busiIy engaged in patching an old blue coat,
with still older brown rags, and humming
most mournfulIy the air of
aye banks and bres of bonny DOOM
Mr.. Soap says Cato, liant you got no
goose nor nothin', haint We, for aunt Nabby.'
Soap was a literal mot a literary man,
and so he called to the daughter, Propriety,
who having but one eye, was likewise called
justice-that is. by some who were classical.
= Priety,' muttered he, gin Cato my goose
Priety, like a good girl, took the broad
lat-iron off the shelf, and telling Cato to be
careful as everlasting not 10 get ii wet,' she
wrapped it in Il paper, and away went the
web-footed mortal 10 deliver the charge 10
Susanna.
Ny gracious, if that niger haint got me
an iron goose TO STEW
But nevertheless, as it was her business TO
stew the goose and ask no questions, at tshe
went, and pretty soon the tailor's treasure
was swimming among the onious, carrots,
cabbage and spice all as nice as need be. AT
ter breakfast, aunt Nabby had gone abroad TO
ask in the DeighbOrs, and when she came
home, went to see how the goose came on.
is it tender, Susanna! p said she. Susan
NJ smiled so sweetly, that the old house clock
in the corner next to the cupboard, stopped
and held up its hands.
'Oh, madam replied Susanna. its so ten
der that l guess it wont be more tender arter
helm boiled
And fat!'
oh, bless We, is so broad across the backi'
My aunts mouth watered so that she was
forced to look at Susanna to correct the a
greeablc impression.
Well, noon came, and The %neighbors began
to drop in. First came in the parson, who,
being a man of remarkable punctualify, took
out his watch rs he came in, and for the
,I,o 1900 IF ea..,,r hnv- - .btu,ai ba caid
with the old clock. he walked into The kiich-
ell, babe Miss Susanna good day, hoped she
continued well in body, and snuffed up the
sweet navors of the preparing sacriGce with
expanded %nostrils. Next the minister came
in the squire, he opened the front door, and
seeing none but me,
.Pol.ijab,' SAID he, 'when'll that goose be
done? cause I'm everlastin' busy. settlin'
that hay NOW case. and I'd like TO know
Ready now, squire answered the parson,
opening the kitchen door, and walk in and
let us have a little chat
The squire entered, and he and the minis
ter had a considerable spell Of conversation
about the hay NOW case. This case was as
follows:
Abiiah Briggs got leave to carry his hay a.
cross the widow Stokes field to the road
Well, this hay NOW had dropped of the
poles, and widow Stokes claimed it as a waif
and stray.
Now, ! conceit the chief pint in the case
is this here-has widow Stokes a right to the
hay! Now lhis'll depend you see, pom 10th
Ell point TO wit: vidaliciii-does the hay be-
long 10 Bijah!-Now the widow says, says
she, every man in the country s a king, Just
as far as his farm goes now the king, as all al
low, has a right 10 waits and strays, and &c.
so says The widow. that are hay is mine.'
But says Byah-and by jing, it's a cute
argumen,-'bui.' says he, though every man
in Tins land Of liberty is free, yet that doesn't
prove that every woman is; and per contra,
We know tia, woman don't vote, and amt of
course free says he, the hay amt hern.'-
Butts a ~puzZling case, aIntnP
We'll, now answered the minister, 1T
strikes me that the hay amt astray.'
WELL said the squire. that's a pint new
er thinked of
Just then came in the Deacon; and after
him the sexton, and so on till pretty much
all The arisiocratic democrats of the village
had assembled. And then in hustled aunt
Nabby. awful fine, | can tell you: and then
Susanna and Cato 10 bring in the dinner. and
while they were doing thai. the company all
took a still grog. by way OF appetite, and
and then strnkcd down their faces and look
ed at the table, and Here was a pig roasted
and stuffed and a line of veal, and two old
hens, and an everlasting sight of all kinds
SARGE, and pies, buildings, doueh-nuts, and
cider, and above at the head of the table,
the dish in which lay the hero of The day,
that are goose,' smothered in onions, car
rots and cabbages. The squire flourished his
fork, and pounced upon the pig, the deacon
tackled too at the veal, while the sexton went
s%eriousl 10 work 10 exume a piece OF pork
from an avalache of beans. The minister
with a spoon, gently stirred away a few car
rots and onions in hopes of thus coming to
the goose.
1t smells remarkably fine, says he to aunt
Nabby.
It's particularly fat and TENDER she re-
piled.
IPicked it myself from a whole heap
And still the minister picked, ill at last the
spoon grated upon a surface.
"A skewer, | guess; and plunged his fork
into the onion mass, and struggled 10 raise
The iron handle with which he had mined is