Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1891-10-08

Grandma was expecting company
for dinner-the minister and his wife
and little girl. So she was very busy
that morning cooking all sorts OF
good things, and among the other
things were the famous pumpkin
pies, made just as her grandma had
made them.
Her grandma! Why, it almost
made Mamie dizzy to think about
gandma's grandma.
Mamie was standing on a chair
close beside the table, helping grand
ma cook. She had come out in the
country the day 1efore to try and get
over la grippe.
Il should think" said Mamie,
that that way to make punkin pies
wouldn't be very good, cause it's such
old style"
"Old styles the best for pies, 1
guess" laughed grandma. "You see
If it amt. Now l suppose, child,
you never do have 'em in the city, do
you?"
"Only the kind that lives in cans"
answered. HEanniv.---AAnd mana saws
they can't hold candle to yours; but
l never could see why they'd want to-"
Il should think they couldn't!" said
grandma, decidedly. "And now, child,
we are ready for the seasoning. Just
hand grandma the spice-box over
there, won't you?"
Mamie put her nose down to smell
when the box was opened.
"Ah, how good, grandma! 1t smells
more like Christmas than ministers
folks, think"
There's ginger and mustard stand
ing right beside each other" said
grandma. That's the beauty Of do
ing your own work, dear, cause they
look just alike; but l could go to
them in the dark and not make a
mistake"
Just then some one knocked at the
sitting-room door, and grandma had
to go.
s.Nou- denriA- DON'T Gat. into mis-
chief, will yOu?" she said, as she
started.
And Mamie did not really intend
to, but grandma was gone a long
time, and by and by Mamie began to
think it would be good joke to put
the mustard in the place of the ginger.
Papa dearly loves a joke" she
thought, "and so do l. How they all
will Taught"
So, quick as thought, she changed
them.
"Now, p'r'aps, it will be better than
ginger. Maybe I'll discover some
thing" she thought, trying to quiet
her conscience.
When grandma came back, every
thing looked all right, and she hur-
riedly seasoned the pies and put them
in the oven.
"The land knows Mrs. Pipkin is
the beaten of stayer," she said, as
she shut the oven and looked at the
clock.
But everything was ready when the
minister's family came. and grandma's
cap and Nannie's apron were stiff and
spotless.
The dinner was good, and they all
ate as though they enjoyed it. And
grandma, who justly prided herself
on her cookery, beamed with delight
over the way things disappeared.
When the pies were brought on,
the minister's wife said:
"Now we are to have some OF the
famous pumpkin-pie that we have
heard so much about"
Nannie's heart pumped down like
lead as she looked at grandma's happy
face as she handed around the great
golden wedges.
But what was the matter with it?
They all took one mouthful, and
then hasty drink Of water.
Grandma quickly tasted hers, then
looked at Nannie's crimson face, and
Mamie burst out crying:
20, grandma, it was a joke" she
sobbed out.
No one laughed at all, but grandma
arose and took Nannie's hand and
took her up stairs aud put her to bed
right in broad daylight.
20, grandma" said Mamie, when
they had all gone, and grandma had
come upstairs, II am disgraced for
ever. I'll never play joke again"
"It's no joke at all when 1t hurts
folks feelings, said grandma.
And Mamie has been very careful
ever since to remember that.-Mrs.
L. K. Crittenden, in Youths Com
panion.
Wanted TO Sell Her Curis.
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