The Grant County herald. (Big Stone City, Grant County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1883, 1880-11-27


'Grandma said | might lido just as /
please; so I'm going to stay in bed as
long as l want to. How jolly, not to hear
Hannah yell out, Scott, get upr" "
After awhile, however, the gnawings
of hunger began to be felt, and he arose
and dressed himself.
ave most always have mullins, ham
and eggs on Saturday." he said, as he
went down stairs, smacking his lips in
anticipation. Entering the dining room,
what was his surprise to find the break.
fast things cleared away and the table
covered with It's customary Turkey-red
spread. Going out on the porch, he
found his grandmother sewing
Good mornlng,' she said pleasantly.
"Good mornin'. Where's breakfast.
grandma2"
breakfast. Oh, we had that long
ago.
"But it is all cleared away
~ presume so. l heard Hannah wash
ing the dishes little while ago." quiet
ly.
But can't have anything to eat2" IN
aggrieved tones.
"Yes."
'Then III have Hannah fix me some
thing on the kitchen table-no, IN have
her bring it out on the piazza; it'll be so
much more pleasant said the General,
starting for the kitchen. But his grand
mother called him back, saying:
mo, you must remember that you're
net to ask any one to do anything for you
to-day"
The little lad looked crestfallen.
"Well," he said, striving to speak un-
concernedly. "Oh that's so. But then
l can fix something for myself easy
enough" and he departed for the kltch-
en-, Pondering the question as to what he
should prepare for breakfast. Now, his
great grandmother was French lady
and perhaps it was from her that he in
herited the taste for omelette. And on
this particular morning he determined to
regale himself with that dish. But how
to make 1t he didn't know. He had al
ways seen them come on the table light
and f1aky, and tinted delicious golden
brown. He studied the receipt book and,
when confident that he had mastered its
mysteries, he marshaled the four,egg and
milk, and proceeded to tumble them to-
gether in what he considered a very pro
fesslonal manner. He turned the yellow
mass into the frying pan and waited the
result The fire was brisk, and pretty
soon there was suspicious smell OF
something burning. The General thought
that perhaps he had better turn the
omeette, and endeavored to do this with
the dextrous flop that Hannah always
practced; but, sad to say, the batter
stuck to the iron, and the little boy found
that he had made grave mistake IN not
greasing the frying pan before he had
poured the mixture into it Part Of the
omelette was burned, part unceoked, and
the General heard Hannah giggle. as he
dished up the unsayory mess. He then
proceeded 70 broil a piece of beatsteak.
He had pounded II nicely, and had lett
It for moment, while he attended to his
coffee, which was boiling over,when sud
denly Lady Jane Grey, the Maltese kit
ten, jumped upon the table and leaped
out of the wlndow-the piece OF steak in
her mouth.
"Mysterious monkey!' cried the Gen
eral, angrily. He always said that when
greatly excited. Somehow it seemed to
him to be an awful implication.
Well, he toasted some bread, and with
that. the coffee and ''omelette, managed
to make out breakfast Having finish
ed, he grabbed his hat and was about to
bound out of the door, when Hannah
turned around, quietly saying "Your
grandma said that you was to clean up
your breakfast things--cooking dishes
andsallw Scott stood aghast. The num-
erous dishes with yellow batter dried on,
the frying pan stuck full Of bits Of burn
ed omelette, did, indeed, present fer
midable array. Nevertheless, pucker-
ing his lips together, he began to whistle
"Captain Jinks,' and set sturdily to
work at dish washing. 1t was whole
hour before he started for the woods
Bill McEvoy, his schoolmate, accom-.
panied him. Both boys were brim full
of plans tor day of delight. They were
going to play "Ingin,' this consisted o.
building a wigwam OF hemlock bows
making a fire and roasting potatoes II
the ashes. The most warllke feature o.
this savage lite consisted in catching the
little silyery minnows darting in th.
brook, or in firing stones at stray squir
rels and chipmunks. A day thus spen
was always one Of much JOY to Scott, but
| on this occasion he didn't feel as happy
as usual. Billy McEvoy wanted his own
way about everything, and they had ont
or two quarrels. Then Scott burnt hls
fingers when building the fire, and, add
ed to this, the hemlock wigwam tum
| bled down and one OF the sticks hur
his head. Later, when they had the flrt
nicely burning, and their dinner coz'ly
cooking in the ashes, the sky suddenly
clouded and the rain came pouring down