Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1882-11-23
THE MINISTER'S STORY.

THE MINISTER'S STORY.
"Look here, Sallyw
Mrs. Deacon Farrell brushed the
flour from her hands, casting mean
while n complacent eye over the well
filled kitchen table, with its generous
array of unbaked pies and cakes, the
plump turkey stuffed and trusscd ready
for the morrow's baking, and the big
chicken-pie to which her fingers had
put the finishing touches, as she re-
peated more decidedly:
"Look here, Sally! There's enough
chicken left, with the giblcts that
never put in my own pie, because the
deacon don't relish 'em-tcr make Il
Thanksgiving pie for the minister's
folks. Twon't need to be very large
she added, in reply to Sally's doubtful
look. "Only the minister and his wife,
and you can bake it in that smallest
yallcr dish.n
"Now, I'm going up stairs ter look
over them rags, an you make it an
bake il right off SOS can send il over
by the deacon. He's got ter 90 out ter
the corner this afternoon, and can take
ii along rs well as not
She hustled ont of the door, but the
next moment, seized perhaps with Il
sudden pang of compunction, she put
her head in again, to say warningly:
"Be sure you put in good parcel Of
gravy; that'll keep it from bcin' dry, if
It's half giblets."
"Ycs'm,n answered Sally, briskly;
and catching up the rollng-pin she
brought it down with emphasis upon Il
lump of dough upon the mould board
As the stairway door closed behind
her mistress, Sally dropped the rolling
pin, and n look of perplcNity crept
over her dull face, making it ten times
more stolid than usual, while she re-
peated, in ludicrous bewilderment:
"Giblcts! What, in all creation, if
anybody can tell me, does she mean by
thcm?h
Involuntarily she took step forward,
but checked herself as quickly, while Il
cunning smile replaced the look Of per-
plcXity, and dshcmuttcrcd triumphantIy:
II guess amt agoin ter confess my
ignorance to the dcacon's wife and let
her have her say, as she always does,
Two terms to the 'cadcmy, Sally. and
not know that No, maam, not while
there's dictionary in the house,
So, softly creeping into the adjoining
sittinr-room, Sally hastily opened a
big dictionary on the deac0n's writing
desk, and began her search for the
mysterious word.
.G-i-b-herc 'tisn' and she read
aloud to herself, withan air of triumph,
the following definition:
"Those parts of fowl that are rc-
moved before cooking the heart. giz.
zard. liver. &c."
"Tbat's itl-hcart oizzard. liver. and
so forth" she rcpcatcd ioyfulh, MS She
retraccd her steps TO the kitchen. and
bcOan with prrat alacrily. TO fill. ne.
rordinr TO directions, the minister's nie,
kcenin9 mn. meanwhile. n runnino fir,
of continent for her own spccial benefit,
.Siy oizZards, We'll. thal is rnthc,
.slccu.' ms Dan Watson would say. But
| quess the deacon's wife knows, if she
dnn't faint nnnc nf NV huSinrSs Six
hears, Thcm's small and tuck into
the corners handy, Six liyers! seem.
tnr ma thcv Lon't fiji mn much . and
She gianccd with = nernIcxcd MR. nj ,
% miIo of JnnuJcJ chicknn hnnrs tho,
formcJ bcr onlv resource,
"Now I wonder" with n sudden in.
sn;rotion. "whot that and 50 forth,
mronsp Here's .heorls rizznrds an,
iiyors nianty If 'cm hnt no .and So
fnrtb onJthc nie ain't mCrn thom 1--WE
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ihot % mmst hc wb,i M il means an| thcv'l
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want tbrnn nairs of st"mt vcIlnw lnr,
mnon which ihcir unrortmnstc owner,
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