Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-11-04
MR.. AND MRS. BOWSER.
NR. B. GIVES HIS LIPB LESSONS IN THE
CULINARY ART.
His Mothers Way Of Making Biscuit and ParbOilinG
Stsak-Succsss Spoiled By Feminine Jealousy
Putting Poison in Tie Flour.
Dttroit Free PrCSs.

Dstroh Free Press.
Mr.. Rowser came home tie o!h:r sfer-
noon Just in time to meet the cook going
away with he bundle, and he rushed into
the house to inquire:
81 suppose you've gone and done it
sgain?"
''What?"
Abused and maltreated the girl until
her sense of justice hiss compelled her to
Lave"
II hadn't yshing to do with her lsav'
ing"
"rhen who had? She looked heart.
broken as l pass-d her just now"
did sac? Poor thing! She got Let
ter this morning from hsr aunt in Canada,
t.llipg her that che had ben left S.. OIC
in cssh, aud advising her come home ard
marry man who owns three farms. She
must feel very sorrowfu'"
"Huup! Aud yo1 didn't put too much
work on her? %
No"
"Nor make her fell her rosition?"
mo. Her position was in the par.o'
about half the time"
"WelI, it seems very queer to me that
90 many CT our gi,ls leave. Everything
will he upset now for a week, l sup
rop."
"Ob, no. You cao cook, you know,
and you are such sympathetic soul that
You ought to be willing to 60 into the
kitchen for day o. two. l shall depend
On you. M. Bowser."
'Or, you will? Net satisfied with div
ing a dozen poor souls to distraction, yoa
want rub at mt? I wouldn't have your
spirit for all the money IN the world!'
He went away with that, but hs YVES
home al hour earlier than usual and whea
I inquired the cause he said:
"What for? Why, the chill 4 and have
got 70 have something TO eat, haven't we,
and whose to cook it if I don't taks hold!'
81 can cook"
''Mrs. Bowser, I've long fill it my duty
to give you few lie 1sons in TIE culinary
art. have he'd eff, hoping your pride
wouli force you to take hold, bat the limit
has bsen reached. The time has come
when must sacrifice my business to enter
my kitchen and prevent my child from
feeling the pangs of burger"
please don't"
"But will. I'm driven to it. I've got
S wife who can't cook the northwest end
of list years turnip, and WHO can't keep
a cook over week at time. I've put up
with it too long-much too long, Mrs.
Bowser. Unjust sacrifice my dignity to pre-
serve the life of my ca Id"
"Shan't help you get supper"
"Not help You'd only be in the wsy.
Jus. sit down in the rocker, Mrs. Bowser;
put your feet on the lounge, get cud Of
gum in your mouth, and sit aud chew and
chew and think what mean things you are
going to say to the next girl to drive her
away. When supper is ready will call
yoar royal highness"
He disap peared with that.
When he reached the kitchen he took
off his cuff, and coat, pushed mp his sleeves,
and kindlela fire.. His confidence began
to desert tim at this point, and he seemed
10 be studying deeply as he filed the tea
kettle even full any set it to boil. had
some fresh beefsteak in the ics bcx and he
got il out, scratched his head in a thought
iul way, and laid it on the kitchen table.
Then ne went down cellar after the
hstchst, wiped the head Of it on right leg,
and pounded away until good share OF
the steak had gone into the board.
Mr. Bowssr's mkt move was to hunt be-
hind the pantry door for spider which we
had never used. He carried it TO the
kitchen towel, gave it wipe and then
place it on the stove He had heard that
grease was necessary, and he put in some
butter, dropped in his steak and soon had it
sizzling. Tnen he started in for the biscuit.
He got down the disbpan, filled it almost
full, and then reflected for moment. /
took advantage OF the occasion to Cpsn the
door snd remark;
'Mr. Bowser, you incident figure on an
elaborate supp;r, under the circumstances.
Just make US cup of tea and we'll get
along"
Mrs. Bowser, you ought TO know by this
time that there is DO halfway work with
me-" be replied, with great frigity. 'You
can afford to neglect the comfort of this
family, but I cannot. Please return to
your gum and your novel"
Then he went ahead Just as any other
husband would.
He had heard about soda and shortening
in biscuit, and he mixed the f1ur with
cold water, put in pepper and salt,
slastei off hall a pound Of batter and
stirred it in, and then remembered the
baking powder. There was nearly quar-
ter of pound in the box, and the whole of
it went in.
How Mr.. Bowser managed to get
grease SPIT between his shoulder blades,
-four on his hair and baking powder in his
hind pocket I do not know, but it was
probably while he was rolling that mass
out. He didn't trile with the mixing
hoard, but used the spot where he had
pounded the beef. I heard the mss of
nough fall to the floor three different
times with dull thud, but he wasn't
bit discouraged. He got it rolled out at
last, cut some biscuits with tsacup, and
presently the oven door shut on his tins.
Hs had just forty biscuits. ..
By this time the stesk had buried black
on both sides, and he set it down behind
the stove and prepared the ten. To two
quarts of water he used one tesgpoonful.
Ten minutes later he summoned me to the
banquet. He lad the tablecloth on criss.
cross, the butter on a pie plate, the cake
in the cheese dish, and his beefstsak was
place in the centre Of the table on pie
pan.
Anything wrong?" he asked as I cat
down.
''Oi, n. You have done splendidly."
~ sm aware of it. This table has re7er
'o,ked so EOmelike before.m
HIS biscuits were raw in the middle,
while top and bottom were so wonderfully
and fearfully made that had TO laugh.