The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1855-04-04

his wife, who was very attentive to his
looks, saw the happy expression pass of,
as he slowly orumbled the slice he had
just tals.a.
al aus dreadful sorry" said his moth
er, passing the plate to her daughter,
"dreadful sorry about my bread. But
had the worst Of luek with it the emp
tyings ttsok e'enmoss all day to GENE up,
and then forget the dough, and it steed
till it soured little, and the oven some
how wasn't first rate. Husband had a
mind that I should give it 70 the pigs,
but 1 said that il was better than none,
but it's NEST gone now, and I'll try and
have better Tomorrow"
Then you do have bad luck once in
d while, mother" said the younger to
the elder Mrs. Lawrence. Harry
thought You never did"
"Hary has forgotten. Yes, I be-
lievs everybody does, sometimes"
| Harry's wife wondered ifhe reusm-
bered telling her many times, that there
was no excuse even for poor bread. But
she forgave him all the pain he had
caused her by such remarks, Is she saw
with what wry faces he swallowed the
stale, sour, rye bread.
i Wouldn't you sooner have dough
nut ?" asked his mother, shortly, pass
ing him the dish as she spoke. "They
are the rea, oid-fashiensd kinds
81 am going to get Hethsr's recipe
for them,n said the young wife with
seeming earnestness, Z" they have sub
stantial look about them which strikes
my fancy"
I But Harry declined taking any, say
ing that he would confias himself for
that meal TO bread and nilk,-n,ilk he
should have said, for the bread he left
mostly In the bottom Of the bowl
1 an SO sorry I haven't pieos Of
pie for you," said the good netkar, as
they roso from the table, you hain't
eat enough to kee? chicken alive"
Yes, / have" said her son, gaily,
1t vas ali good frat Este, only little
too hearty for man vita the headache
Coma, Mary put on your sun-bonnet, and
we'n be off to fathers peach orchard
there's dessert there to feast the veri-
est epicure.n
81 guess your headache is better, y
said Mary, very demurely, as her hus-
band threw aside the twelfth psaoh bit,
how you do eat"
| Eat" said he, why I'm almost star
we'd. Such greasy pigs mess 81 We
had whsn I expected chicken pie-ir
turns my stomach now to think Of It.
But it vas mothers cooking Mary
felt like saying, but she was a prudent
woman, and felt the time was not yet
come.
|. About four o'clock in the afternoon,
the good mother, having knit to the mid
die Of her seem needle, carefully rolled
up the thick blue woolsn sock, and re-
plenishing the FIRE in the stove, set
about making preparations for supper.
Does Harry love eustard pie as well
as evers' said she to Harry's wife, as
she tied on her baking apron
Yes, indeed, hs does-thsrs is no pie
of which he is fonder.
iThen will make some for tea,
sLet mo SEQ you-do, mother said
Mary, following her into the buttery,
want to learn all your ways And she
carefully watohed the process. But she
could not help mentally drawing COM
parison between her own custards, with
their rich puff paste, their sweetening OF
refined loaf sugar, aud hayering of rose,
vanilla or lemon, with the substantial
locking ones the mother prepared, with
the crust of rye -four wet up with but
ter1ailk, maple sugar for swestening,
and allspios for seasoning and she
could not help wondering how Harry
could prefer them Co hers, and in her
heart she didn't believe he could. But
such as they were, they were made and
set 10 the even, and then the good moth
er said she would make some crearn-bis-
cults. These Mary said it was no use
fer her to look at, as she never sheuld
have any cream to use, und SO she ran
out into the fields to meet her husband
and to gladden. his appetite with the fact
that he was to sup on oustard pie and
cream biscuit.
| sCresm biscuit said he; we'll I am
glad Of that, for 1 wanted you to eat
biscuit that is biscuit. You'll hardly
dare oEsr mo your soda ones again. Do
you remetnber how .strsaked they were
last time p
yes, indeed do I, and the hearty CRY
I had over them. 1 wonder II any enc
else ever had such troubles in cooking
rs l.
Ne need Of any such troubles said
he, with that orecular look which hus-
bands always assume when discourBing
of household affairs. "A woman who
has the happiness of her family at stake,
will never place upon the table dish
that is not properly cooked He had
forgotten his mothers poor bread but
Mary was 0enerdas vet. and did not re-