The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1871-05-04
sAunt Dorcas jerked me hard as ever
she could jerk, fore l did anything at

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all to her. 81 Y
Hold your tongue. You're a prett
thing to be making mouths ut q perso'
old enough to be your grandmother
| If I'd thought when / gave you tina
| lump of dough, that the whole: plauta
tion was to be turned upside dow
about it, I'd have let you done withou
1itt :. ~: -. ..r .!iu
Miss Louisa, after little sobbini
and pouting, drew from her apron,
small, dirty, ashy, black, wrinkled
biscuit warm from the kitchen shovel
which would have been just precisel:
the accompaniment to Miss Rebecca,
dish and upon this, in preference t
everything on the table, she commenc
ed her repass. i - i,.''t-s ~
sWSH, Lou,' said the mother with
laugh @as aho cast her eye upon tn
unsightly biscuit, tyou certainly haV'
strange taste. rs .g;f 81 ~
Everybody knows that the mother
laugh is always responded to. Will
compound interest by all her children
So was it in this instance, andngoo'
humor prevailed around Che table. -
.Ism sorry, said Abraham, 'fol
Louisa's bis, bis, kit, kit, biskit.
well, really! said Mrs. B., 'yol
are handsome speller. Is thattht
way you spell biscust? -
Il can spell it, MAJ bawled out Isaac
"Well, spell it.
Bis, bis, c-('Well, that's right.
-'h-t ..I.'. A -,
'Ah, we'll! that'll do. You needn't
20 any further; you've missed it worse
than your brother. Spell it, William
William spelled it correctly. =.
'Ma, said George; what is biscui
0t5tarn JohuH.FIsh ..I the French, BIS twice
aud cuit baked. ...a. -: .f.I"@
Butler-'Rather, from two .Latir
words, which moan the same thing
one of which the French have changed
as we have it, while they have pre-
served the other unaltered.' -,
William-'Why, my, you don't bake
biscuits twice over
Abraham-'Ycs, ma docs sometimes;
don't you, mo, when company comesf
Mother-'No; I sometimes warm
over cold ones, when I haven't time
to make fresh. ones; but never bake
them twice.
Butler-sThey were first made to
sea; and they we're then baked twice
over, as believe sea biscuits are still.
Isaac-'Ma, what's breakfast rived
from?'
Mother-'Spell it, and you will seo.'
Islac-sB-r-e-a.k, break, f.u.s,t,
fust, breakfast!
i. Mother-'Well, Ike, you are another
grand speller. Breakfast and not
break; fust.' -
Abraham-'I know what it comes
FROM
Mother-'What?'
Abraham-'You know, when you
call us chilleu to break, we oil break
off and run as fast as We can split.
Mother-'Well, that is q brilliant
derivation, truly. Do you suppose
there wasn't breakfast before you chill.
dren were bornf
Abraham-'But, ma, everybody has
chillen.' =
Mrs. Butler explained the term.
Isaac-'AIa, 1 know what sassidge
comes from
Mother-'What?' :
Isaac-'Cause its got sas in it.
Mother-'Well; there, there there !
I've got enough of derivations, unless
they are better. You'll learn all these
things as you grow older
Just here, Miss Sarah, who had been
breakfasting at a side table, was seized
with curiosity to see what was on the
breakfast table. Accordingly, she un-
dertock to draw herself up to the con-
venient 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
empha,ically this time. These little
Interruptions only fred Miss Sarah's
zeal, and she was returning with re-
doubled energy, when she ran her
cheek against tho palm of her mother s
hand, with ruoiffcent force. Away
she went to her grandmother, crying,
Gram m'ma, ma whipped your prettous,
darlin' angel babe.' -.
Did she, my darling Then Grand
mas precious, darling angel must be q
good child, and mother won't whip it
any more a--
'Well, I will be q dood child 81.
,'Well, then, mother won't whip it
any more And this conference was
kept up without the variation Of let'
ter on either side, until the grand
mother deemed it expedient to remove
Miss Sarah to an adjoining room, lest
the mother should insist upon the full
flment of her promises. tn.'
'Ma, just look at Abe, cried ou1
William; 'he saw me going to take 0
buiscuit, and he snatched up the very
one I was going to take 10 ~
ABE said the mother, 81 do wish
could make you quit nick-naming eact