Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1871-06-22

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meat was all on fire. We slashed wat
eronit. That made it worse. We
ran out ofdoors. That wouldn't do,
for Aunt Katy said for us not to let the
house burn up. We grabbed the fam
ing skillet by the handle and landed
it into the yard. That skillet was about
red hot. Weneedn't say whether we
got burnt not. We got some petro-
leun, turpentine, camphor, sweet oil,
hog lard and -four This we put ION our
hands and went to look after the egg.
|. We booked, but we didn't see it. Did
not see nothing but something that
looked like fire coal at the bottom of
the skillet. 9ge % i7a3a aai a1i'saa
After thinking a moment we were
satisfied that we did ot,care anything
about ham and eggs. Getting piece
Of hsead and a cup ofwater we sat down
on the door step and ate our dinner
After dinner we went to bed but no
sleep for thinking of that skillet han
die. 3ei - zniiiaGi- ..iiss3oL .css, ~.
Five O'clock came. This is our sup
per-time, but as we never eat a hearty
supper, we took a.chunk of bread and
some cold coffee and made out on it as
well as we could. By the aid of the
CHRONICLE the time was put in until
nine o'clock. There! we had forgotten
to feed the chickens. Not bite since
morning. If Aunt Katy knew that
she wouldn't sleep a wink all night.
They could still be fed. OF course they
could. A pan of dough was made snd
with lamp in hand we proceeded to
place it at their disposal. Not a bite
of it would they eat. They just kept
singing "Put me- in my little bed,"
while the old ben kept up a clucking
and growing as if she might fly into,
us. Well if you won't eat you can
starve, so you can. a0ijidifi73 sof.54
/ The next thing was to go to bed with
the oil-can, the sweet oil, turpentine,
camphor and 'sNo. 6''! bottles arranged
conveniently. We laid ourself down
in our little bed. There was noise
under the bed. Aunt Katy's charge
had been forgotten, and We might be
killed at any moment We peeped
carefully under the bed without getting
out, and sure enough There, was someii
thing. It was the pup. He had Aunt
Katy's shaker bonnet nearly to
pieces. A couple of the kittens were
rolled up ina skein of her, blue-gray
yarn. Well catch ito . orsd4 II !.
Morning came at length Breakfast!
Yes, breakfast for one. Z We viii have
slar-jacks. The batter was battered
up until of the proper temper Not
liking much grease about our victuals,
we didn't put any in the skillet. There
they lay. Three little slap-jacks. Hav-
ing forgotten to wash our face we con-
cluded to do so while they cooked. At
ter making our toilet such as it was
we went to turn our cakes, but nary a
turn. They were glued fast to the
skillet. There were no more skillets
to bake in, so we took a chunk of bread
and some warm coffee and made a has
ty breakfast. 1t happened that we had
business away from home that day and
owing to, its importance or some
thing else, we didn't gethome till after
supper. The pigs were sounding the
supper call most Justify. A thousand
bugies wouldn't have made more noise.
There were the chickens. q Not a bite
dnring the day. It seemed as if they
had concluded to hoe their own row,
for there were about seventy-ffve of
Them after one gallynipper, Some of
the poor little fellows were scarcely
able to toddle, but thenritl was do or
die. We mixed about two gallons of
corn dough and gave to them. They
ate all they could decently, thensstood
on their tiptoes and stuffed themselves
until they couldn't bend their necks.
% When they couldn't get another
crumb in them they cheerfully went to
their little roosts. qa-f,,o u7a4za.5y y
The pigs were treated to a half-barrel
Of swill, and they drank till they were
SO full that when they lay down their
legs stuck out like the legs of STOOL.
On going into the kitchen we were ,sor-
ry to, find that the cats and pup hal ea-
ten the last morsel of bread. z What
will be done for breakfast /? Bake bis
cult. They aint half SO hard to bake
as slap.jacks. Morning came. We
made a FIRE, but was careful not to
make it SO hot as before. That was
what was the matter with our cooking
the fire was too hot. It was tire fires
fault, not ours. Not wanting to daub
up the bread tray, we took the wash
basin and got it full of -four. Now, how
to, make them, We knew they put
yeast in some kind of bread, but was
not sure it was biscuit. Just then we
remembered about Aunt Katy sending
us to a neighbors after couple ofspoon
full Of soda, one day when some visitors
came in unexpectedly and found her
without either bread or soda, And we
remembered that she had biscuits for
dinner that day. So we concluded to
put soda in them at a venture. We
poured water in with one, hand and
mixed with the other. 1t all stuck to
our hands. O. That was easily fixed.
We would knead it. At it we went,
and got it stuck to both hands. Just
then the tea-kettle boiled over, and the
handle was so hot it couldn't be touch
ed. In a moment of wild dispair we