The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1882-04-13
A Pumpkin Pie.

May Blossom and Pink Rose made it.
They were going by Uncle Tony Dutf's
garden one day, aud they stopped a min
ute to look through the fence.
Uncle Tony was there in the garden
among his cabbages, and carrots, and
potatoes and pumpkins.
He was a little old black man, who lived
all alone, and kept soul and body togeth
er by raising all he could on his little
garden patch, and doing odd jobs for the
rest.
eli :" he called to May and Pink when
he discovered them, as he very soon did !;
''dont ye want this, now, to make ye a
jacky lantern y
"Oh, if you please" cried May and Pink
together. 1t was lite green pumpkin,
and though they didn't know '..jack Ian
terms" they did know pumpkin pies.
SO Uncle Tony went up to the fence
and dropped the little pumpkin over into
one Of the white aprons held up to receive
it.
They took turns ia carrying it, Pink
and May, and talked about what they
would do with it, all the way home.
''It's very small" said May: sit isn't
much biggern your head, Pink, but
wouldn't wonder if twould be enough for
a pie
IT ncle Tony said to make "a Johnny
lantern, said Pink
".Tacky- lantern, he said answered
May, laughinga little because she couldn't
help it, and not laughing any more than
she could help for fear Of hurting Pink S
feelings. But shan't-l don't know
how. Let's We make pie all ourselves,
and. Q, Pink, We'll give it TO old Mrs. Dib
ble. don't believe she's got any pun
knS.'
"Wcll, lest We" beamcd Pink. "And
I'll ask my cousin Katy how. She goes
to cookers school when she's to home
And she knows oh, everything"
"Pooh. :" said May, taking her turn at
the pumpkin; IS if couldn't make Il
pie, I've watched Mary make EN- lots
Of times Wen make it over 10 our house,
cause I'm the biggest, and know mann
mall let us.
Mamma was tying the strings Of her
! bonnet when May and Pink rushed in.
"We've got pumkin," cried May, all
in tlutter.
.'Uncle Tony Duff gave it to us" chin
ed Pink.
And we want to make pie" went on
May.
For Aunt Dolly Dibble,' added Pink's
soft little voice: "'cause we don't think
she's got any
Mamma laughed. "Well, you may"
said she, "if Mary is willing TO be bother
ed"
Now, mamma had quite forgotten that
Mary was having an afternoon out. She
only remembered it as she was going
down the street and then she hoped the
children weren't in mischief, and thought
no more about it.
he children were not in mischief oh,
no, indeed They were making pump
kin pie
At first they did not know how to begin.
'Me might get precipice, said Pink,
anXiously.
Recipe, you mean," said May, with a
smOthered sncker. 'Let's go over and
ask Mrs. Simpkins to tell US one, Pink
Gramma would but she's up to Uncle
Charlie's."
over to Mrs. Simpkins they went Mrs
Simpkins was nice old lady with white
cap. She took book down from the
clock shelf and put on her glasses.
"Pumpkin pies" she read. ''Cook your
pumpkin, stewing the water out as much
as possible. Sift through cullender.
Add two cups Of sugar, four eggs, tea
spoonful Of all kinds of spice, little salt
Thin with milk according to judgment.
Bake with one crust. Can yon remem-
Der that, dears ?"
They thought that they could, though
all the while Mrs. Simpkins had been
reading, Mays eyes kept saying to Pink's
eyes, "Ob, dear, we never cam p But
they thanked her very politely before
they ran home. When they got there
they only remembered that the pumpkin
was to be cooked, and they knew that
before.