Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1873-09-27

hour arrived Dish after dish was dis
carded. some ovcrdone, some under
donc,9 ali poorly done No comment
was made; after awhile, l pleasantly
called out for THE pudding. She
went with alacrity ito fetch it." evil
IDENTIFY pleased at the thought of success
IN something. Mira6ile uisu ct Mirabs1e
dictu. (The Frenchman's fry was not
to be compared to it, Since then, l
have never wondered at the imagina-
the Dutch woman, who brought the
hungry traveller an umbrella when he
had tried to indicate the desires of his
palate by drawing cabbage head
For the pudding" Judy had lined
a deep pan with pastry, the chief in
gredient of which was sodal Then
she had put in. sohole, the largest po-
tatoes she could find; showing some
artistic skill in the arrangement, for
the biggest" was in the middle, and
the others ranged round, reminding
you of the mother mountain and her
babes! She had beaten the eggs, sugar,
butter and spice all together and
poured the mixture over the potatoes.
The flashing touch was al upper crust,
rich and rare, ornamented in man
ner unique and original; but leaving
some resemblance to the cuts one sees
on Chinese fan. In the centre was
hole, or to carry out the figure,
crater, through which the melted but
ter, sugar, &C., had been freely dis
charged, giving the surface Diversified
appearance Il looked at John and
John looked at me-" He answered.
the mute question with ''cut into 10 :"
The knife penetrated far enough to
reveal the potatoes lying in blissful
security, with not the smell Of fire
upon them, and the "sweetening' and
spices burnt to the bottom crust!
This is experience enough. l have
already tired somebody's hungry hus-
band; so l shall simply refer to that
compound calamity-company on wash
day! All, it requires good generalship
and skillful strategy for that emergen-
cy. What fear and trembling takes
hold of the timid housekeeper when
she goes out to make the announce
ment and finds the cook, (already APP
prised of the fact,) humming "Shoo
Ely Don't Bother Me" to a religious
tune, and with religious air That
is always the prelude to lively time.
How thankful we are if She will only
sing on, and not feel the necessity of
speaking out her mind, even if folks
is around, which, bless God, they
ought not to be, they'd be a blessed
sight better off at home, if it pleased
God that they had one; butts seldom
you see them as has, coming round this
time of day for somebody to cook 'em
something to eat.
At this certain climax she strikes
an attitude-and with arms akimbo,
makes a declaration of independence
and gives notice to quit" We getinde-
pendent too, and try to run the machine
ourselves. This is splendid !; specially
if there are four or FIVE little children,
claimants for constant care. While we
are beating the biscuit, the baby gets
burnt, Tommie cuts his finger, jim
mic turns over the churn, trying to
help," and the next boy cries out that
big brother is hurting him
We grow desperate, and like the old
maid on the house top, praying for a
husband, we say, Good Lord any,"
In gratitude at the relief, we surrender
our rights, and are submissive till ace
get rested; then we see clearly that
the case IS so bad we can stand it no
longer and must make another change
So the social wheel moves. | say
social, (for the domestic wheel con-
trolls that,) until we are fast losing the
virtue of hospitality, once the distin-
gushing trait of Southern people.
Is it any wonder that men saoear and
a1omen talk?
Mrs. SUE F. MOONEY.
Il