Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1881-11-22

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please EN-. There's beens for Eph ; he
likes cold pork, so we wont stop to warm
it up, for there's lots to do, and | dol't
mind saying to you I'm dreadful duber-
some about the turkey"
"lt's all ready but the s:ufhng, and
roasting is as easy as can be. can basic
first rate. Ma always likes to have me,
I'm SO patient and Study, she says"
answered Prue, for the responsibility of
this great undertaking did not rest upon
her, so she took cheerful view Of things
II know, but it's the stuffin' that
troubles me" said lilly, rubbing her
round elbows as she eyed the immense
fowl laid out on a platter before her.
Il don't know how much | want, nor
what sort of YARDS to put in, and he's so
awful big I'm kind of afraid Of him
81 amt | fed him all summer, and
he never gobbled at me- feel real mean
to be thinking of gobbling him, poor old
chap, laughed prue, pattipg her depart
ed pet with an air of mingled efiection
and appetite.
"Well, III get the puddin off my
mind fust for ii ought to bile all day.
Put the big kettle on, and see that the
spit is clean, while | get ready Prue
obediently tugged away at the crane,
with It's black hooks, from which hung
the iron tea kettle and three legged pot
then she settled the long spit in the
grooves made for i, in the tall andirons,
and put the dripping-pan underneath, for
in those days meat was roasted as it
should be, not baked in ovens.
Meantime lilly attacked the plum pud-
ding. She felt pretty sure of coming out
right, hereto she had seen her mother
do il so many times, it looked very easy.
so in went suet and fruit all sorts Of
spice to be sure she got the right ones,
and brandy instead of wine. But she
forgot both sugar and salt, and tied 1t
in the cloth so tightly that it had no room
to swell. so it would come out as heavy
as led and as hard as a cannon-ball, If the
bag did not burst and spoil it all. Hap.
PLY unconscious of these mistakes, lilly
popped it into the pot, and proudly
watched it bobbing about before she put
the cover on and left it to its fate.
Il can't remember what havorin Ma
puts in" she said, when she had got her
bread well soaked for the stuffing. Sage
and onions and apple sauce go with goose,
but can't feel sure of anything but pep
per and salt for a turkey
Ma puts in some kind of mint, |
know, but forget whether It is spear
mint, PEPPERMINT, or pennyroyal,' ans
wered Prue, in a tone of doubt, but try
ing to show her knowledge Of YARDS,
or at least OF their names.
Seems to me it's sweet majoram or
summer savory. | guess we'll put both
in, and then we are sure to be right. The
best is up garrett; you run and get some,
while | mash the bread commanded
lilly, diving into the mess.
Away trotted Prue, but in her haste
she got catnip and NORWOOD, for the
garnet was darkish, and Prue's little nose
was so full of the smell OF the onions she
had been peeling, that everything smelt
of them. Eager to be of use, she pound
ed up the herbs and scattered the mix
ture with liberal hand into the bowl.
1T doesn't smell just right, but | sup
pose it will when it is cooked" said Til
ly, as she filed the empty stomach, that
seemed aching for food, and sewed it up
with the blue yarn which happened to be
handy. She forgot to tie down his legs
and wings, but she set him by till his
hour came, we Il satisfied with her work.
"Shall we roast the little pig, too? /
think he'd look nice with a necklace Of
sausages, as Ma fixed him at christmas"
asked Prue, elated with their success.
Il couldn't do it. | loved that little
pig, and cried when he was killed.
should feel as if | was roasting the
baby" answered lilly, glancing toward
the butry where piggy hung, looking so
pink and pretty it certainly did seem
cruel to eat him.
1t took long time to get all the veg
etables ready, for, as the cellar was full
the girls thought they would have every
sort. Eph helped and by noon all was
ready for cooking, and the cranberry
sauce, a good deal scorched, was cooking
in the lean-to.
Luncheon was lively meal, and
doughnuts and cheese vanished in such
quantities that lilly feared no one would
have an appetite Tor her sumptuous din
ner. The BOYS assured her they would be