Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-12-08


saLIng near, nut IN q cup OF molasses
and two or three OF water pat on the
enysv and fastened II down all round
with 4 roll of dough. This went INTO the
oysn when the bread came out ana
STAYED there till next morning. by that
limo the peaFs were soft and deep RED,
and the ar half illed With syrup, TOW
tIrel we were Tuesday night. but we
Ala NOT mind tire. Tor Thanksgiving was
| coming. And really next day II began 70
come. for this was pie day. There IN the
kitchen GRANDMOTHER could be heard long
before breakfast pounding the crust Win
her rolllng-pin, while the big oven ualhed
and roared; and Mary baked biscuit IN q
| little lin oven before the lire, or big
| shortcake on a pewter platter, set up
| against a ilatiron and held in place by
stiek drowned and crlSpei steadily De-
fore the bright blaze. Then, II ! was
good. was allowed TO tuck myself into
corner and look on and run OF errands-
went for nutmegs, for cln-
namon. for pie-dlshes. for more
sugar. for milk and spoons and spices;
| bul was more than paid II could only
| watch Grandmother roll the thin crust out,
| Law It so neatly over the dishes, shave OF
| the edge so close, and then, after Milling it
| with the red, or yellow, or creamy mixture
before her In big bowls, cut strips OF paste
with the dOugh-spur and ornament their
! surfaces What a work Of skill II was 10
act those pies In the oven and never spill
a drop or slop the broad edges OF crust and
leave d smear! How dcliclously they smek
when they came out, gla cd ard crisp, and
fit to melt Ia your mouth like tho cream
tarts OF BedFeddln tassan'
And all this time somebody else has been
cutting up chickens, and packing lhelT
nicely jolnted bodies away In an iron pot
for the chicken pie There they sim neg,
being now and then tOrnentel with a fork,
to sec how they are doing while Grand-
mother makes more crust and pounds u
'flke a Trojan. as the Old sewing woman
used to say. Now tho last pies arc out
and set on the buttery shelves almost
forty Of them, az we'll as 4 small girl can
count rising on tiptOs and stretching her
neck TO see. There are cranberry tarts -
lakes OF clear crimson Jelly In sh0Fs 0r
taky crust with ornamental brtdses
across; apple taFts, dark with spice, their
shining brown surfaces setting OF the
delicate cream-co'ored rims; squash pies
(which we always called punkln plesi,
their pale yellow subs ancu sayOry With
klHECE LluWaltuA AAlu HItAll anu N&N1s w.
sides the squash Marlboro buildings.
rich enough 10 give an elephant dyspepsia.
and which in my secret heart | always
thought were made u pomatum, they
looked so clear and yellow and ttsted so
Of lemon -peel--just a. pomatnm smrls
Mlnce pies we're never made in our hOuss
till Christmas; but We had covered apple
piles, where the apples we're pIied Ia with.
out sugar or spice, till the covering crust
looked Ike bag Of a'nutn. And, when
these were baked, that upper crust VAS
lifted OF and the inside rarefullg mltct
with butter sugar and nutmeg aud them
the top replaced. THIS was tlriIghstui
performance TO behold. Now was
the chicken pies turn Ths oven
was re-heated aud the great
pastry, IN a deep yellow dl1h, 81. ~ IL
bake adorned with TWIST, and rurilrue1
OF every sort, aud a h1lu iefl In ihr top.
much 20 my childish wonder. NOW Ihr
guests might come. and come they a.d
some nom the rtsey-boaL where thry had
srcut long weary ia some from tho
stage, that ratified ami rumbl,d 90 "a the
dDoE, and unlDaded there moru bundlsa
aud babies than IL ought % have held.
And oil, whaa fun Il was 10 hear tide hJtlss
ring With fresh voices, 10 srp our dear.
handsome old grandfather welcoming
item all so heartily 20 hra, fires uraakIs
~ the ~ !Eg room and in the drawing
room; TO sec the ten table with ara extra
leaf Tor extra guests; and see them an en-.
ny the bread aui butlcE the loaf r4kr
the cookies, the dried bgrF, tho pears ana
cream, that nobody ever got SO nice any.
where but ut grandmother house. And
thcn there was the last delight Of tho day,
10 SEQ mother, just as / was dropping M
into sleep standing close % the lamp to
TASTE ~ BIT Of old lace Into the throat ~
my green merino dress and pin on the
'front.' her own little pin Of rough Carolina
gold. oh. my mother.
are yol tired, Polly? Teep on. II
Is wen Tor mamma that her ll:tle glrt Ikea
1alNee-Ialkee, ~ thv Indians say. for
muse uays aEc very fresh In ny mind, and
s s,',I ! can't help crJlug vhCn
tIilhh ABOUT them and then ! forget how
much | have said. But the neyt Jay n
Thanksgiving. Grandfather ID down
stairs early, and has n big bright fire Nh
ready; and there Is sweet. gentIs N,nt
CARA, with tho last baby beside her kn.a
ana smile and kiss for all 81 "a. tbn,,
are halt dozen cousins and five or IN
Other aunts and unclcs. and / get lnto
corner, Silent and shy. I love them M
put couldn say 50, possibly. 40 81,
guy OF ight all can, swallow my brsak.
tast' aud am happily ut play under tho
ta0le Win paper boats aud handkerchief
gaOies, aud my dearest cousin Tar ths
dearest boy In the world, think. when
.lother comes for me 10 10 washed ami
dressed aud 90 to church. Tai Il big
man now and general. lie has taken
po,ts' ana conquered rebels nud bncn
Tailed about the world from pillar n most
anu Deeh praised by tho newspapers and
non1red by the country; but aske1 him
not long ago II he remembered how 40
Played boats under the table. and III
Ianghed and said no did.
IN sorry to say / didn't Ifk, ,n 4. /
washed and dressed and 20 20 church ID,
y. my nose was always rubbed mn and
o o,, y R9t INTO my eyes, and my hair braid. /
~ ~ ~ dfeadfully tight pig.talls. ! wantsI
- ssay AZ nome, aud see the bio tnrssY
toasted I,, IN the rooster shonIa h".y
Inv, ~ ,, 70 paste him through tho IId behind
wv turned him on tho spit wanted ~
,..is suck cloves into the cold nam AMI
, '',,. the mashed potato before IL CO..
put 70 brown In the reflector; but h,% ~
~ y, ~ Ghurch' for all that, In NV ninn,
Loa,, peilsse and the pea-presn sipi,
llDOl, lined with NASuh Altk