The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-03-06
THE TRIUMPH OF PIE.

lBenjamin Nerthrsp, in New York Graphic.
 It was rOuAd-fAceA, sailing, good. natured pie. It was home-made. Its crust was baked to eat It was faky. brown and tender. It was deep through and juicy. k was aa ela-iash,aned pso. and yet It was not proud. Even in this age of shans and frauds, wAea genuine ness in other things than pies is as rare as genius. 1t was net naughty. and thus whsa the reast of bee4, which sat on the same shelf in the pantry, seoke to it the pie replied at eAce. doubt very much whether the roast of bsef would have been similarly ceaaescending had it oc- cupied tho piaAacle of fame which the pic did, Sex lke a great many people 1t had great coateRpk for what 1t couldn't understand, and pie was as far above its comprehension as Japiser and the milky way, and had ii heen anything bat cosa mon roaGt, tee well d0oo On ahe outside and much toe rAre on the Inside, it wsuld have shown Its opinion of the pie by treating Its remarks with silent coatouApt :. The pia, how0vey, was rs6ned. It had soul aaa had 1t had fingers leng onsueA to hold psa believe it wsula have written beautiful poetry. It was made hy a lady out of tho choicest of Hsur, and the various meats, hqsers aAa spices which gave it's intsrior favor and bsdy were selected with tho utmost carc aad judgment, whereas the rsast, beEore it was a roast, was raised in stall and prsha. ply wouldn't have knswn what culture was had It sssS it labelled. Psrhaps 1t was the knowledge of its early condition, perhaps 1t was ths rough net to say brutal treatment 1t received at tho AaAds ef tho butchers, or perhaps it was the scoschiue It has just aAdersoaa in the htchca even. : but whatever it was the roast fsk ssme- what hsnblsd sa this particular occasion or the sub si.eA cpaversation wouId never have taken place:
 !rs Aics day." observed the pie. graciously.
 "Y:." replied tho roast, "so i. ap- pears"
 . Hav. ysu bee. here long ?"
 got very. ] ssly came out of the oveA a few hours age"
 "Ars yea intended for diAner to o-day"
 "Yes- Are ysxf !"
 "l don't hasw," responded the pie. "l was baked fer special sccasisn."
 "Ahl replied the rsaee, neatled by the reply, for it knew 1t had not beea roasted for a special occasion, and it gallsd his pride ss hear that anyone else had sssa- suppose yea are better thaA comRea food"
 "Ee, net at all," responded the pie, quickly, fer it had ne isteaion of hurt ing ths tesliAgs svsa sf a potato pairing, SC seale was 1t aAd csnsidsrase.
 ~Yeu seem to act that way" went on ths reast, Astly: aHi for ny part aen't think yea caa coMpase with gsod, hen est rsast, or svsn . chop, or . lib. What are you, a.yway,"
 "What am !" answered the pie, for moment qaite taken ahAck by this out- burst of absss. "Why, am hes~s- made nincs pie"
 "A hone made mince pie, indeed :" repeated the rsast, with all tho contempt it coxla threw inte iis tsaes. "A mass of indigsshblse--a mixture sf dyspepsla- producing csndimsats never insesied to be sassa by any ses wAe has sense enough ts blow hot soup. Bah know nince piel"
 "l assure you." responded the pie, pc litely, "that yea arc AistAksa. Tha, may b. the case with some so-caAed mincs pies, hat am qaite different sor, efpastIy."
 "TAsrs Is saly ons hAd sf miAce pie, , continued the roast, stubberAly. "Mince pic Is mines pic the world svsr."
 "Whsrs ds you get your information may l ask !"
 "Frsn all sourcea," answered the roast "Why the butcher wAo shaped ne ssed unnecessary brutality, but l don't blame hin particularly"
 "Yos wese toughi innocsnuy qseried pia.
 "No, sir, l wasn't tough. He had been