Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1851-10-29
Cbancy nelp William

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Iu have, said Abraham, some ham
gravy, and some egg, and some harmony
Help him Clancy
sWhat'u you have Isaac'
I'u have some ham-gravy and some har-
mony and some sassidgs, and some spare
rib and some -
well, you're not a going to have every
thing on the table, ! assure you. What do
you want"
want some ham-gravy, and some har-
mony.'
John, help l.
No, don't want no spare-rib want
some sdssidge.'
We'll, if you don't make up your mind
pretty quick, you'll want your breakfast
tell you l am not going to be tantalized
all day long by your wants. Say what you
want, and have done with it.
Il want some ham-gravy, and some sas-
sidge, and some harmony.
Help him John
John helped him to about teaspoon full
from each dish.
Now Ma, jist look at bud Johnnie
ha'nt gi me only these three little bit o.
bits
John, if you can't keep from tantalizing
the children, tell me o,and will not trouble
YOU to help them any more. | confess
am at loss to discover what pleasure any
one of your age can take in teazing your
younger brothers,
'Rebecca, what do you want'
Il want my pig-tail, ma am
Bless my soul and body, hav'nt you for
got that pig-tai yet'' It's burnt up long
ago, hope. Look, Bob, and see, and II 1t
isn't give it to her. wish in my heart
there never was ptg-tail on the face OF
this earth
Bob produced the lalf-charred pig-tail
ond laid it on Miss Rebecca's plate.
There continued her mother, 4 hope
now your hearts at ease. A beautiful dish
it is, truly, for any mortal to take fancy
to-
Ma, don't want this pig-tail.'
Take it away knew you did not want
it, you little perverse brat, | knew you
did mt want it ; and | don't know what got
into me to let you have it. But really am
so tormented out of my life, that half the
time hardly know whether l am standing
on my head or my heels
Misses, said CLANCY, AUNT Dorcas say
please make Miss Louisa come out of the
kitchen-say if yon don't make her come
out of the fire she'll git burnt up presently
say every time she tell her to come out
O. the fire, she make mouths at her.
why, sure enough, where is Louisa p
Go and tell her to come to her breakfast
this instant
Il did tell her ma'am, and she says she
wont come till she gets done bakin' her
cake
Mrs. Butler left the room, and soon re-
appeared with Louisa sobbing and crying.
| Aunt Dorcas jerked me jIst as hard as ev-
er she could jerk, fore did anything tall
to her. A.
Hold your tongue-she served you right
enough-you had no business there. You're
a pretty thing to be making mouths at per-
son old enough to be your grandmother
If I'd thought, when gave you that little
lump of dough, that the whole plantation
was to be turned upside down about it, I'D
have let you do without it.
Miss Louisa, after a little sobbing and
pouting, drew from her apron small dirty.
ashy, black, wrinkled burnt biscuit, warm
from the kitchen shovel, which would have
been just precisely the proper accompani-
ment to Miss Rebecca's dish and upon
this. in preference to every thing on the ia
bic, she commenced her repast.'
well, Louisa said the mother with a
laugh, as she cast her eye npon the un-
slightly biscuit, you certainly have strange
taste.
Every body knows, that the mothers
laugh is always responded to with com.
pound interest by all her children. So was
it in this instance; and good humor prevail
ed around the table.
I'm sorry,' said Abraham, for Louisa
bis ki-ki-kit, biscuit
We'll, really said Mrs. B., you are a
handsome speller. Is that the way to spell
biscuit'
i can spell it, ma, bawled out Isaac.
well, spell It,
sBi s, bis-c- ('Wcll, that's right, )-h-'Ah,
well that'll do, you need'n go any further,
you've missed it farther than your brother.
Spell it. William
William spelled it correctly.
Ma, said George, what is biscuit deriv-
ed FROM
Il really do not know said Mrs. B., 'and
yet have somewhere read an explanatio n
of it. John, what is it derived from p
John. From the French bis, twice, and
Gull, baked
William. why, ma, you don't bake bis.
cult twice over?
Abraham. yes. ma does sometimes,
don't you ma, when company comes
Mother. No-I sometimes warm over
cold ones, when hav mt time to make fresh
ones but never bake them twice.
Butler. They were first made TO calry
to sea, and they were then baked twice O.
yer as believe sea biscuit still are.'
Isaac. Ma, what's breakfast rived from"
Mother. Spell it, and you will see.'
Isaac. 'B-r-e-c-k, brek, f-u-s-t. break
fast
Mother. We'll Ike, YOU are grand spell
ler Breakfast, is the word; not breck-
fust.'
Abraham. 4 know what it comes FROM
Mother. What
Abraham. You know when you call us
chiren to breakfast we all break off and run
as fast as we can split
Mother. We'll this is brilliant deriva-
ton truly. Do you suppose there was no
breakfast before you children were bornr
Abraham. But, ma, every body has