Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1871-06-29

to. her. L wish in my heart there
never was a pig-tail upon the face O
the earth"
Bob produced the haEoharred pig
tail and laid it on Miss Rebecca'i
There" continued her mother. II
hope now your hearts at ease.s A
beautiful dish it is, truly, for any
mortal.to take a fancy to-"
"Ma, I don't want this pig-tail.
"Take it away. I k'aeao you didn't
want it, you little peryerse brat. :!
knew you didn't want it; and J
don know what got into me to lei
YOU have it. But, really, i am SC
tormented out of my life that, hal
the time, I hardly know whether I'm
standing on my head or my heels; -
"Missis, said CLANCY, "Aunt Dor
cas- say please make Miss Louisa come
out de kitchen. Say if you don
make her come out de fire, her Il git
burnt up d'rekly:: Say every time
she tell her come out de fire, she
make mouf at her."
>"Why, sure enough! where is
Louisa? Go and tell her to come to
her breakfast this instant. "
at did tell. her, ma'am; and say
she aOon't come till she gifts done ba-
kin her cake" .
Mrs. Butler left THEREON and soon
returned with Louisa sobbiin1g and
crying.
"Aunt Dorcas jjerked me hard as
ever she could jerk, before did any,
thing at all to. her."
"Hold your tonguel You're a
pretty thing to be making mouths at
a person old enough to be your
grandmother. If Id thought when
I gave you that lump Of dough, that
the whole plantation was to be turned
upside down about it, I'd have let
you done without it.
/ Miss Louisa, after a little sobbine
and pouting, drew from her apron a
small, dirty, ashy, black, wrinkled
burnt biscuit, warm from the kitchen
shovel, which would have been just
precisely the accompaniment to Miss
'Rebecca's dish-and upon this, in
preference to everything on the table
she commenced her repast.
Well, Lou" said the mother with
a laugh as she cast her eye upon the
unsightly biscuit "you certainly have
a strange taste.
Everybody knows thatthe mothers
laugh is always responded to with
compound interest by all her children
So was it in this instance, and good
humor prevailed around the table.
"I'm sorry" said Abraham" fol
Louisa's bis, bis, kit, kit 6lsket.''
"Well, really said Mrs. B., you
are handsome speller. Is that the
way you spell biscuits ?"
II can spell it, ma" bawled out
Isaac.
]" Well, spell it."
"B-i-s, bis, c-(Well, that's right.
b
"Ah, we'll that'll do. You needn't
go any further-you've missed j
worse than your brother. Spell it
William"
William spelled it correctly.
"Ma," said George-what is biscu'
derived from?"
JoAn.-"From the French--6i
twice, and cut baked"
Butler-" Rather, from two Latil
words, which mean the same thing
one Of which the French have changed
as we have it, while they have pre-
served the other unaltered."
William" Why, ma, you don
bake biscuits twice over"
AraAans.-!" Yes, ma does some
times, don't you, ma, when compa
ny comes"
Iiother-" No-I sometimes warn
over cold ones. when I haven't tim
: to make fresh ones-but never bah
them twice"
Batzer-"T They were first made t
carry to sea-and they were the
baked twice over, as believe see
biscuit still are. !"
! Isaac--" Ma, what's breakfas
rived froln?"
Ilotler-" Spell it, and you wi
see.'
e Isaac" Break, break, f-u-s-
r fust, breakfast T.
). MotAe,-"W Well, Ike, your anotht
grand speller. Break faStis thewor'
: not breakfast"
AMahans-"I know what it come
}. from.
MotAer-" What?"
e Abraham" You know, when yo
call us chillen to breakfast, we a
o break off, and run as fast as we ca
split"
:, AlotAer.-"Well, that is a brillial
derivation, truly, Do you supPo!
e there wasn't breakfast before you CHI
is dren were born ?"
A5raham.-"But,. ma, everyboo
e. has children. "
.e Mrs. Butler explained the term.
zssaoe.-" Ma, Iknow what SO
u sidge comes from.
Mother.-" What?"
d Isdac.-"Cause it's got sass in it
d IMot}er.-" Well, there, there, the1
live got enough of deriyations, unle
re they are better. You'll learn all the
u. things as you grow older"
Just here, Miss Sarah, who h
le been breakfasting at a side-table, W
seized with curiosity to see WI
was on the breakfast table. "a
I cordingly, she undertook to drs
herself up to the convenient eley
ton by the table-cloth. Her moth