Washington telegraph., 1854-11-22
Apple Fritte rs.
A ROMANCE.

Soyer, the great cook, has written novel
in which the art of the kitchen is set forth
in rather novel manner The two hero
ines go among the poor and impart the re-
ceipts Of the chef.
Although this book ought to be in every
gentleman tchen: STILL we do think that
NJ. Soyer has made the most of his subject
Could be not, in his second edition, give us
u few scenes. something like the following
1t was lovely night The warm brcezes
hoated by. laden with the perfume of fow-
ers; sweet incense, rising up from Natures
kitchen The moon shone brightly as
birds eye, covering the earth with its
chaste rays, until the landscape seemed sill
vered and pure as wedding-cake
Let US walk in the garden said chere
Hortense, clasping dear Eloi.e to her heav-
ing bosom.
In few seconds the two noble and en-
tlusiastic girls we're meath the orchard
trees,
"Do YOU perceive those apples?" remark
ed Hortense, scarcely able to repress her
emotion.
why this grief?" sighed the gentle
Eloise Then, turning her large, pale,
grey eyes in the direction of the frnit, she
added in a disappointed toEe-"They are
baking-apples, if mistake not
They are they are y cried ci,erc Hor-
tense, bursting into an agony of tears
Poor girl they reminded her of home
Some moments elapsed before chere Hor.
tense could resume her wonted calmness.-
at length. with an effort, she said: Forgive
me, dear E!oise. was silly. very silly! but
whenever | see an apple, | always think of
INN"
You must, indeed, have loved - sighed
Eloise.
Loved ay, child, mally" continued
Hortense. The Gay we parted, remem-
ber. We had apple-fritiers for dinner. he
himself prepared the dainty for me. As he
pealed and sliced erossways, quarter of an
inch thick, the rosy fruit before him, he
breathed in my ear the first avowal of the
love he felt for me- He then placed in
basin about two ounces of -four, little salt.
two teaspoons full of oil, and the yolk Of an
egg moistened by degrees, with water. and
all the time he kept stirring up the COM
pound with spoon. thought should
have tainted for my heart WAS breaking
Dear Hortense" exclaimed Eloise-
"Ah, how you must have suffered :"
1T is past now sighed the brave girl
Then, resuming her story. she said: Nv hen
the whole formed a smooth consistency of
the thickness Of cream, he beat up the white
of an egg, moistencd, by degrees with bat
ter ! could endure my agony no longer.
Alexis cried, beware how you trife with
me -
Proceed you interest me greatly"
remarked Eloise What was bis answer"
ilortense, with an effort, continued -
When the mixture was hot. he put The ap,
pies in, one at time, turning them over
with slice as they were dong. Suddenly
be turned toward me, his face glowing with
passion"
Nay, say not so,,'' interrupted tie kind
Eloi-e; perhaps the heat OF The fire, and
not passion. had tinged his cheeks"
Heaven grant your words prove true :"
sobbed the loving girl; Il shall never for
get the expression Of his eyes. flortense,'
he whispered, the apple-fritters are now
cooked. Let us. perhaps, for the last time,
eat together"
For a few seconds Hortense was speech
less from grief. Rising from the messy
bank, she gasped out "Eloise, as YOU love
me, let us hurry home! l shall die if We re-
main here"
And the fritters ?" inquired the gentle
Eloise
They were excellent" continued Hor-
tense. IN calmer tone. That everine he
presented me with the receipt for making
them. together with lock of his hair
which, however. formed no part of the re-
ceipt. Two hours afterward he was ON his
way to London and tue Reform Club. But
to this day even the 81 ght of an apple makes
me tremble. Alas, such is the love Of
poor. fond woman"
That night Eloise slept bnt little. She
was thinking over the story of the apple
Fgitters.'' London DioreEes.
ARKANSAS INsEcrs-A citizen of Ar
kansas. while on board of steamer on the