The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-04-14

she puts IMP MilkP Yes, and haven't
any milk. May be it'll do without milk.
Let's see."
And with that he carefully planned a
pudding. He tried to remember what
his mother did when she made dish of
the kind, but he could not remember
much. He believed she beat the epps,
so he would do that at any rate. Taking
one of the eggs, he broke it and beat it
with spoon, but as he did not keen
the yelk and the white separate. the
beating did not make itlook quite right.
"It'll have to do anyhow" he said,
after wondering what was the matter.
and so he set down the bowl of egg and
prepared the rest of his pudding Break
ing up what bread there was left, he
wetted it with snow-water, put in a
good deal ofsugar, and set the mixture
by the fire to heat. When it was hot
through he stirred in the egg, and then
tasted the result. 1t was not much of a
pudding, but he had talked to Baby
about 1t till she was sure it was
the greatest pudding anybody ever
made, and, as it was sweet, she ate it
without finding out that it was not a
real triumph of cooking skill.
When dinner was over, Ted set to
work to get the big back log into the
house, and this was a new frolic for
Baby to watch. The log was very
heavy, but his mind was made up. He
dug the snow away from the log, and
then tried to swing the end around but
the wood was frozen to the ground, and
would not move. He brought out the
big tongs for lever, and after bend
ing them nearly double in trying to
start the log, he succeeded. The log
gave way suddenly Ted fell over it,
and great mass of snow fell upon him,
completely burying him. He scrambled
out in moment, and shook the snow
off, making Baby laugh at what she
thought was one of Ted's jokes. The
log was now loose, but it took Ted a
long time, with very hard work, to get
it over the door-sill and into the house.
by the time that he got it into its place
in the back of the great chimney he was
quite tired out; but he knew he must
have some wood to 90 with it, else the
log would never burn at all, and he had
made up his mind what he would do for
to dig toward the cow-house would lead
past the big wood-pile, where there was
plenty of wood, and Ted meant to go
on with his digging the next day, so as
to get to that wood-pile at least. But
for tonight he was going to burn the
summer kitchen; that is to say, he was
going to burn all the planks and tim
bers of the summer kitchen that he
could knock loose with the ak.
cts only an old she'd" he said to
himself, land if it was the finest parlor
in the world, I'd burn it up before Baby
should be cold. And if mother don't
come, and don't get to the wood-pile,
I'll burn the chairs and tables and bed
steads, and all the floors in the house.
| won't do that if can help it; but one
things sure, and that is that Baby's got
to be kept warm
SO he took the AK and Knocked the
summer kitchen to pieces, and piled the
wood in the house ready for use For
the baby's supper he boiled the egg that
was left, and after putting her to bed
he was glad to go to bed himself.
Morning came again, but still no
word or sign from the absent mother.
Ted was very uneasy about her, but it
was of no use to worry, and he had the
baby to care for. The eggs were gone
now, and so for Babys breakfast he
made sort of Cruel of corn meal, and,
to help out, he gave her what was left
OF the bread, first wetting and sweeten-
ing it and making it hot.
But now he was growing very I'M
easy. The bread was all eaten up,
though Ted had not touched a crumb
of it himself, and he did not know what
to give Baby to eat for dinner and sup
per except cruel. He tried to make
soup out of bacon, but it was only
greasy, salt water, and he could not
give her that. Then he remembered
that the hen-house was near the wood
pile, so he make up his mind to 90 on
working at his tunnel until he should
get to the hen-house, no matter how
tired he should be. But first he mixed
up some corn-bread and set it to bake.
BY the time that was baked he had got
as far as the wood-pile with the tunnel,
and this was lucky, for the wood from
the old shed was nearly all burned up.
After carrying in wood and building
up big fire he went back to his Dig
ging, leaving the baby tied in a little
chair so that she might not get to the
fire. In order to keep her from crying,
he made it rule to run in every few
minutes and make funny face or do
some queer prank to make her laugh.
His legs and arms ached with the hard
work, but he was getting on, and he
must have chicken before he quit his
digging. At last he reached the hem
house, and few minutes later Master
Ted sat in the house showing Baby
chow to pick a chicken" Baby was
very hungry, and little cross on that
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