Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-08-10

ulated went into them.
"When began with the cake she call
ed out 4 guess after all 1t best be mo-
lasses; that only takes one egg, and short
ening instead of butter
''Well, I said smiling to myself as
stirred up good cake, which hadblenty
of eggs and butter for once. Her speak
ing of molasses cake tho put me in my
mind to bake nice, soft one, for molass-
es cake, when fresh, amt to be sneered
at. Yes, and mean to tell you that I
made pie in an oldish saucer, and made
it thick and good and sweetened it with
molasses, and after it was baked tucked
it away in the woodshed. After dinner
dinner I looked to see if Jack had piece
Of the pie we had cut and that Jane had
grumbled over because it was too good.
But Samantha didn't give him any, which
was just what I expected. So left Sa-
mantha busy with the dishes, and tuck
ing that saucer-pie under my apron I
went down in the yard alongside the barn
to look atsome blankets I'd hung there
tat morning. I looked sharp to see
Jack when he came along ogo to the
meadow then I called him soft like.
''What!!' he says he, stopping short.
"'Here,' says 1, take this and 60 set
down in the gate corner and eat it, I'll
wait for the dish
ut want three minutes before he
brought the saucer back, every crumb
clean gone.
"'I'll never forget it, says he crying.
"It was the next day the old folks
came. l baked good, sweet bread in the
morning and cut it fresh for dinner too,
though Jane was hurt about it, and what
with ham and decently masned potatoes,
chopped cabbage and the. sugared pie
we'd q good dinner which everybody en-
joyed, especially Tom, who couldn't stop
Dragging about it. But had plan in
my mind, SO after we'd finished I says to
Samantha. "You're tired, SO you go set IN
James room and hold the baby and talk
to granny, and I'll wash up the things
She want backward to accept, and Tom
took the old man out to see the farm, and
for once IN his miserable life I set Jack
dow n to decent meal. Nothing was
sneaked off that table by me, and it gave
me solid satisfaction to see him eat. Sa-
mantha screamed right out when she
came in and saw him finishing the pie
Amt you ashamed to let him make a
hog of himself2' she cried. But I reckon
set her down sharp for once.
what dia you ask me just now? How
they spent their evenings there? Well,
how do you suppose? Like you folks, go
| ing in tie parlor and lighting it up
bright, and tails ing and playing? rath
er guess not. You don t think they
would ever set in their parlor, do you?
If you do you don't snow them. They
sot in the Kitchen, burned one can
die and kind of grumbled when they
felt like it. ! almost always sot in by
Jane and the baby; our light came in
from the kitchen, for she wouldn't burn
an extra candle for herself. She was al
ways limiting at something I might do
evenings, but l let her hint. Sometimes
Jack came in, fearful, like dog not in
place, and sot down for a spell by the
door before he went to bed in the loft
over the out-kitchen, but Samantha
was always finding fault and picking
at him. One night he came up by the
table and asked for needle and thread
to fix his jacket, but she never pretended
to hear him. / was clean put out with
such meanness. Jacs says i, hand me
that Jacket and ! got my house wife,
and put on my specs and sat down to
darn 1t.
"It's a dirty, miserable thing says I,
a working away. 1T ought to go in the
rag-bag, and Tom ought to get you de-
cent suit
Toms chair came down hard and he
looked mad enough. Better dress beg
gar in broadcloth,' he growled.
go, no need of that says I, only give
a man working for vlttles and clothes, de-
cent ones!"
"I know my own business, and hate
meddlers,' says Tom. Here Jack, clear
out to bed.'
"Of all the queer questions Jack would
ask though! One day he says to me,
whats Code
"'You poor creature says l, sain't no
minister ever told you! Well, He's a
sperrit.'
"sWhat's sperrit?' says he.
"'Now, I'm one that's satisfied with
facts without pryln' into 'em. I never
middle myself wondering, but I see by
his questions he was stupid-like, so
says, "A sperrit is something that amt
flesh and blood
''He shook his head backwards and
forwards. where's God?'
"'Why, in Heaven, you poor heather =
"He looked as if he was almost a cry
ing"
eff He was only down here, I might
find Him." he says as serious-like as
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there"
Twain no use for me to say more to
him, you see; he showed me he was
lacking, and | want no minister An
other time when was by the we'll he
came along to fill the water Jug for
the field. "I'm thinking, Miss Zlb,"
says he.
'sWhat about?"
"Thinkin' if got away to the edge of
the world, would I fall off,"
"Of course" says I.
call where?"
The Lord knows" Isays little sharp,
for his silly questions pestercd me.
did Kind of wonder tho to myself, where
body falling off the land would land,
but amt a scholar and don't pretend to
say, besides never expect to travel to
the worlds edge myself.
cit was that very afternoon Tom came
in the kitchen, In considerable of a hur-
ry. "Where's the liniment?" he asked
Jane, who was sitting there, holding the
baby.
"In the right hand corner of the sec
ond closet shelf. What do you want to
do with it,
"'Jack fell off the NOW and got hurt
"'What did he want to do that for?
Now don't waste that liniment on him
for nothing.