Ashtabula weekly telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1880-1886, 1880-05-14


lstie. And on this particular morning
he determined 20 regnlo himself with
that dish. But how 20 make 70, ho
didn't know He had always seen
them come on the table light and haky,
and tinted a delicious golden-brOwn
He studied the receipt-bOok, and, when
confident that he had mastered It's
mysteries, he marshalod the flour,
eggs and milk. and proceeded 10 ium-
bic them together in what he considered
a very professional manner. He turned
the yellow mass into the frying-pan
and waited the results. The fire was
brisk, and pretty soon there was n sus-
piciOus smell Of something burning.
The General thought that perhaps no
had better turn the omelette, and he
endeavOred 10 do this with the dexter
Gus flop that Hannah always practced,
but, sad to say, the batter stuck TO the
iron, and the little boy found that he
had made a grave mistake In not greas-
ing the frying-pan before he had poured
the mixture into IL. Part Of the ONE
lette was burnt, part uncooked, and the
General heard Hannah giggle as he
dished up the unsavOry mess. He then
BAbIEeubu W bARlA a HABbt u uttlolbAhs
He had pounded 1t nicely, and had left
it for a moment, while he attended to
his coffee, which was boiling over,
when suddenly Lady Jane Grey, the
Maltese kitten, jumped up on the table
and leaped out Of the windOw-the piece
Of steak in her mouth!
Mysterious mOnkeyr' cried the
General, angrily. He always said that
when greatly excited. Somehow il
seemed TO him to be an awful impreca-
tiOn.
Well, he toasted some bread, and
with that, the coffee and omelette,"
managed TO make out a breakfast.
Having finished, he grabbed his hat and
was about 10 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 and ALL Scott stood
aghast. The numerous dishes with
yellow batter dried on, the frying pan
stuck full Of bits Of burnt omelette, did,
indeed, present a formidable array.
Nevertheless, puckering his lips togeth-
er, he began to whistle " Captain
Jinks." and set sturdily to work at
dish-washing. 1t was a whole hour be-
fore he started for the woods. Billy
McEvoy, his schoolmate accompanied
him. Both boys were brim full Of plans
for a day of delight. They were going
to play "Ingin.' This consisted Of
building a wigwam of hemlock bows,
making fire and roasting potatoes in
the ashes. The most warlike feature
of this savage life consisted in catching
tho Iiffla lavffr,or
brook, or in firing stones at stray squir-
rels and chipmunks. A day thus spent
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 one or two quarTels. Then Scott
burned his fingers when building the
| fire, and, added to this, the hemlOck
wigwam tumbled down and one Of the
sticks hurt his head. Later, when they
had the fire nicely burning, and their
| dinner cOzily cooking in the ashes, the
sky suddenly cloudcd and the rain came
pouring down. The boys had to run
for the barn. Reaching it they made
plans for the afternoons enjoyment.
Scott asked his grandpa to put up
swing. Nor said grandpa. You're
the boy that can get along without
favors from any one, so don't bother me
with your swingsr'
They didn't have much fun after
that, and pretty soon Mr.. McEvoy' 5
hired man came over to take Billy
: home. In an hour the sun came out
bright and clear. Grandma and grand
pa started for ride over to the vii
lage, to buy their weekly groceries.
Then General wanted to 90 along, for
he had five cents, with which to buy
fire-crackers; but he didn't dare ask
grandpa, for fear of getting another re-
buff So he lOlled around the house,
b wishing that he had some work to do,
but ashamed to ask. He bursted but.
ton from off his trousers. and tried tC
sew it on. He made bungling work oi
it, and grandma smiled when she
saw it sewed on with blue em.
broidery silk! He cut his finger, and
had to bind it up. He had to part his
hair himself, and finally made up his
mind that other folks beside himself
were of use in the world. He was glad
, when night came, and he could go tC
bed. AS he took his lamp and started
, /, to leave the room, his grandma gave
MIN qulzzlcal, YET klnuly look IRON
over her spectacles, saying:
"Have you had pleasant dayP"
= "Meanest day ever wasr' quOth tn,
General.
D., LET no man live unto himselfr' saiC
D grandma, and, kissing him tenderly, sh,
0 bade him goodnight.
And now comes the strangest part o
t my story. Monday morning, wheI
Hannah arose for her weekly washing
= she found her tub filled with fresh rain
water. "Massy me! Who could hav,
l been so obligin'?' she muttered. Thel
? she added, in tones of intense surprise
as she glanced out of the baek-dOOT
1 "And l do believe it's the General
E. And if he amt chOpping away at tina
e air wood pile toor'--M'iry E. Quacken
: bush, in Christian at Work.