National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1866-09-14

Oh, Well. boil some potatoes.
and You'll find some rice Jerry is
fond of it with mutton
If, in the excess of my gratitude
she had informed me that Gerald
had a partiality for fried elephant
steaks. should have undertaken
t0procure them, so boiled rice sound.
ed simple enough. DeIuded ANY
I'm sure if ever | had the nightmare
! 1t VIII take the form of boiled rice.
had ascertained that potatoes
required more boiling than eggs.
was posted up as VIII says, on the
/ cabbage question, and had received
/ the most careful directions how to
prepare the rice, prevent its scorch-
/ ing, and the accurate tin required
for boiling. One more question re-
MANNED
How much shall cook auntie /.
As much as viii fill vegetable
dish
Down stairs | went feeling fully
the Importance Of my new position.
filled the vegetable dish with rice,
/. picked and washed it. and set it on
IN large pot to boil. Boil! was
Watching the ire with one exc, and
my rice with the other, wlaen | saw
the latter begin to rise slowly in the
pot. 1t rose with a spiteful. bub-
/ bling noise. swelling immensely like
some live thing till it filed that
great pot full, and still it swelled. I
bore It until it threatened to rise
over the edge, and then ! got anoth-
cr pot and put halfinto that. was
beginning to believe the stuff be-
witched, for with a steady swell,
and positively malicious noise. it fill
ed both pots. and | got third.
was desperate. What if it was like
the porridge in the fairy tale, which
boiled poGridge till it filed houses,
roads, and village, until all the in
habItants We're smothered. Still it
rose slow majestically, threatening
to fill the third pot. was staring
at II, with a perfect fascination, when
Gerald came in.
" by, Amy, what "A lot Of rice!
I What are YOU going to do p
'Go crazy, think It has filed
one pot, and then another, and now
a third: and it goes on swelling,
aud rising, and swelling. 1t has
Swelled up to this now. When will
It stop! VIII it go Oh swelling all
day?'
How much did You put on 2
\ IL
Dry Two or three quarts dry p
Aunt Fanny said that dish FULL
said. humbly, for the clear, ringing
laugh of the morning warned me
that | had made new blmder.
After it was cooked. Amy! Nut.
ton done Z
= don't know. Docs mutton swell
upH
No, nor caJbages. These arc
done TO charm. Hiiioo, motherr
for at that instant my Aunt Fanny
appeared at the door.
Dinner readyr she inquired, lan-
guidiy.
Yes, said Gerald. gravely.-
We've got rice: do You like rice p
Aunt Fanny's eyes fell on nv
three pots. and the white mass which
still steadily swollcd up with its tri-
umphant. insoiont bubble.
Bless my heart. Amy, what are
You thinking about 2
Never mind, mother, this is new
work And Gerald put his mother
in chair, while he and | .dished
Mp
He praised my cabbages and po-
tatocs, but could not resist merry
emphasis when he said:
Cousin. shall help you to rices
Don't he ba>hful. there's plenty of it,
i Iabhor rice! hate rice! | abom-
mate rice, / detest rice despise
I rice. Aunt Fanny made rice cakes
ior tea that night: rice balls for
breakfast the next morning, followed
by rico pudding for dinner, and rice
cates again for ten. ! am happy
b say that the rest OF the mass
soTrd, and was given to the pigs
sincerely hope they enjoyed il.
Whether it was my awful eytrav-
aganc2 on thc rice question that
reused Aunt Fanny, am unable to
say; but she was abont again for a
week, trusting me with no RESPONSE
biiity. Int masking my years tell up
on me very painfully in this style:
You're Younger thon lam, Amy;
&c, ne some water, will YOU g
You pick the vegetables. Amy.
You're younger than am
TIP stairs and down. in doors and
ont, morning. noon, and night, ]
travelled, spurred on by the eternal
You're younger than ! am till |
wished was rs old as Nethusela, if
only for the pleasure OF retaliating
once.
| was acquiring vast amount of
useful information on the cooking
question. and under the early hours
aud exercise my cheeks were glow.
ing as they had never done before.
+ One week passed away, and at
i dinner time, one fine day, Gerald re
i minded me of our proposed ride.
will come in at fOHr o'clock, so
I've ready. was his parting cry. and
+ promised to comply.
II had been rather amusing to me
to see my Aunt and Gerald admir-.
inc 80 naively my city made ward
rnhp. and dressed for my ride with