Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-12-01

q did tell her, ma'am, and she say she
won't come till she gets done baking hel
cake.'
'Mrs. Butler left the room, and soon re.
appeared with Louisa, sobbiug and crying
aunt Dorcas jerked me just as hard as ever
she could jerk, fore did anything tall to
her. o..
tHold your tongue She served you right
enough-you'd 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 I gave you that little
lump of dough, that the whole plantation
was to be turned up side down about it, I'D
have let you do without it,
Miss Louisa, after a little sobbiDg and
pouting, drew from her apron small dirty,
ashy, black, wrinkled, burnt buiscuit, warm
from the kitchen shovel, which would have
been just precisely the accompaniment to
Miss Rebecca'S dish and upon this, in pre-
ference to every thing on the table, she COM
menced her repast.
well Lou,' said the mother, with laugh,
you certainly have strange taste p
Every body knows, that the mothers laugh
is always responded to with compound in
terest by all her children. So was it in this
instance; and good humor prevailed round
the table.
I'm sorry,' said Abraham, 'for Louisa's
bis, bis, kit, kit, biski'
well really said Mrs. B., syou are a
handsome speller. Is that the way to spell
biscuits' - ..,
Il can spell it, ma = bawled out Isaac.
well, spell it,
'B-i.s, bis-c-(Well, that's right, y
h. .
'Ah we'll thatll do, you needn't go any
farther; you've missed it farther than your
brother
Spell it, William
William spelled it correctly.
'Ma,' said George, 'whar is biscuit deri-
we'd from p
Il really do not know said Mrs. B., 'and
yet I have somewhere read an explanation
of it. John, what is it derived from p d"
John.-From the French; BIS twice, and
cuit baked.
William.-Why, ma, you don't bake bis
cults twice over
Abraham.-Yes ma does sometimes; don't
you, ma, when company comes?
Mother.-No; I sometimes warm over
cold ones, when I hav'nt time to make fresh
ones, but never bake them twice.
Butler.-They were first made to carry
to sea and they were then baked twice over !;
as believe sea biscuits still are.
lsaac.-Ma, what's breakfast rived from I?
Mother.-Spell it and you will see?
Baac.-B.r-e-a-k, breck, f-u-s-t, fust,
breakfast
Mother.-Well, Ike, you are grand spell
ler. Breakfast, is the word not breakfast.
Abraham.-I know what it comes from.
Mother.-What?
Abraham.-You know when you call US
chil'en to breakfast, We all break off and
run as fast as we can split.
Mother.-Well, that is brilliant deriva-
ton truly. Do you suppose there was no
breakfast before you children were born?
A5raham.-But, ma, everybody has chill
'ep.
Mrs Butler explained the term.
Baac.-Ma, I know what sassidge comes
from.
Mother.-What?
Baac.-'Cause its got sass in it.
Mother.-Well, there, there, there-Ive
got enough of your derivations, unless they
were better. You'll learn all these things
as you grow older.
Just here, Miss Sarah, who had been
breakfasting at side table, was seized with
curiosity to see what was on the breakfast
table. Accordingly, she undertook to draw
herself up to convenient elevation by the
table-cloth. Her mother arrested her just
in time to save cup, and pushed her aside
with a gentle admonition. This did not
abate Miss Sarah's curiosity in the least,
and she recommended her experiment.
Her mother removed her little more en-
phaticalzy this time. These little Interrupt
tions only fred Miss Sarah's zeal, and she was
returning to the charge with redoubled ener-
gy, when she ran her cheek against the
palm of her mothers hand with rubJa-
cient force.
Away she went to her grandmother, cry
ing, 'Gramma, ma whipp'd your precious
darlin' angel baby
did she, my darling? Then grandma's
precious darlin' angel must be good child,
and mother won't whip it any more
well, I will be good chile
well, then, mother won't whip it any
MORE And this conference was kept up
without variation of letter on either side,
until the grandmother deemed it expedient
to remove Miss Sarah to an adjoining room,
lest the mother should insist upon the i'm
mediate fulfllment of her promises.
MA, just look at Abe,' cried out Will
liam; she saw me going to take a biscuit,
and he snatched up the very one was look
in at
sA5e,' said the mother, Il do wish could
make you quit nick naming each other; and [
wish more that had never set you the exam
ple-put down that biscuit, sir, and take
another
Abraham returned the biscuit, and Will
liam took it up, with sly, but triumphant