The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1891-04-03
A DIFFICULT SUCCESS.
BY ELIZABETH CUMMINGS.


folded Ter plan of paying the chn cl'
debt hv means of q coo~"ry book. I'D
pay 80 cents to 6 t Mis- D.a. HuhIelPs
recii e for rozhry shrub. any day. Law,
I've asst that woman fort unnumhered
times, but haven't never got it An
readin' cook hooks amt waste o
woman'S time, for there never was
man so sliftess he want euterpisin'
enough to try new victuals.
Mrs. Wharton, Installed in one Of the
great Boston rockers hanking the stove.
which now gHzed at the world with
very red cyclopean eye, took out II neat
notebook and trim lead peI,ca. Il
particularly want the receipt for those
excellent dnughnuts you made for the
last missionary meeti &, size began in
that hist ricIl tone which contains Il
compliment with greater deiic. cy than
any other Then with an ut er disregard
Of the fact that she had been warned
she could Ct nothing definite from
either Aunt Hepsy or Mrs Dea. Hulbell.
she continued: And l am going to ask
you to lie exact in measures. / have
found the average cookery book some
what uncertain, and she sighed with
Retrospective WEAKNESS, thinking of the
occasional failures i'll the parsonage
kitchen.
wall, it has allus 'peared TO me there
was somethin' in cookin' " could,.'t tell,
like twice two. say" and Aunt Heley
sagely nodded her head and looked at
her visitor over her spectacles in way
thai made her benevolent old face seem
four eyed. AN some folks takes to it
natural, an some don't. An that ain.
provided for in the rules.
"Tha,'s just what think, interpose
Mrs. Wharton nsrvously; but want
my book helpful to those who have no
natural knack Now how much milk
do you USE for doughnuts?"
"Why, that all depends on how many
you want to make. When was
married to my frs, Levi c ,rp by name
and dreadful smart man he WAS, too
one Of them Corps from LouisviIle-I
used to make bushel for Il ba CHI. an
though say it, never made Lushel
as want ct, am"
And is the milk sweet or sour?"
"Why, both, We know. Ny, never
shell forget the first batch ever made.
I'd Leen married fortnight an twas
comm harvest. an film the men was
like film coldnder with water, an I'd
never cooked any to speak OF, cur folks
to home bein' great hands to STRAIN ont
things an Pm good sewer. But seq
tomyself: Helps, Skinner sez l. you've
married man us has to work. am you
hev to take holt an | took 81 holt
lively. Them furst doughnuts was good
as any ever made, n it was As years
ego come June made 'rm"
II have no doubts IF their excellence.
Now kindly tell me how much sweet
milk and how much sour, persisted
Mrs Wharton.
"Ihat's all the sourness of the sour
milk. lnever let mine get sour as fury.
You can tell ginerally how sour it's
by the fizz when you put in the soda.
Some women never have knack to learn
to do that exact NV twin sister Li,l,ly
Ann was one Of them kind, an If a
woman can't cook, what is she with men
thinkin' more Of tile 7 poor mortal som-
dCiIS tuhh tIlcy w VI tIltlt
souls? ! don't say Liddy can't cook at
all, but she WANT reliable; an I've
allus thought that was one reason It
Elnathan-that was her husband; lie
was nephew to old Gineral Sias Stone
married agin afore she WAS fairly cold
in her grave. Not that Pm agn second
margins. she added quickly. remem-
bering that the minister's wife was
second -helpmeet. "but ! believe in
payin' proper respect. an so forth, an
when Elnntlan went off an married
Luwella Ware six months after Lildy's
funeral WAS preached, will FAY that l
said to Mr.. Jackson-I was livin' with
my second then. Dea. .Jackson-sez ]. ]
hope Elnathan'll git his come.up.ance in
this world. and not wait till the next,
which, whichever we say about it, amt
as well known to lis as this"
The snow had begun to beat with muf-
fed insistence on the windows and the
yellow canary in the Pilded cage. feeling
more comfortable. began to cbirp Bus
ter. the ginger colored terrier by the
stove. snored, and the tall, big faced
clock licked solemnly, as became its
years.
~Aunt Hepsy is q splendid cook, but
ye can't git nothin' out of her." Mrs.
Dea. Hubbell had told the minister's
wife, "but I'll do all kin fer We. lido
wish, though, ye'd git Ler doughnut
recipe. She does beat us all ut them. "
A school teacher for 81 years, Mrs.
Wharton had no mean opinion Of her
ability; but she was discouraged, and
r. cklessly determined to give lone of
the two best cooks in Bartlett" her own
way for time.
dispose it was the doughnuts put me
in mind of %uwella," went on Aunt
Hepsy medtatively. and scratching her
head with her fourth knitting needle.
"Her first was my second cousin, an if
lie had II temper, he was a good doctor,
and lie had the kindest heart that ever