Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1891-09-30
THE AMERICAN GRIDDLE-CAKE.
"Cockaigne" Tells of PatrioticalIy
Hungry Yankee i'm London.

known quantity III London kitchens.
L know of only one place where
they keep supply of other American
stores, including cornmeal, buckwheat
flour, maple syrup, waflle-irons and
griddles. a griddle, by-the-by, is
called ''girdle" in England, and even
at that it is culinary article almost as
unknown in an English kitchen as a
''dipper." An American friend of
mine, who is keeping house in Eng
land, lately acquired truly National
longing for buckwheat cakes. BY a
bit of good luck he saw Jackson's
advertisement in "'The New York
Home Journal" and at once ordered
a supply of buckwheat flour and
maple syrup. He got a recipe out of
an American cookery-book, which an
American lady lent him, and there he
stuck. The kitchen possessed no
griddle. He went to the first iron
monger's and-but let him tell it him
self:
81 want a griddle."
"a what, sir, if you please?'
ga griddle."
The shopman stops dry-washing his
hands to raise one to the back of his
ear, while his smile goes into ques-
tioning wrinkling of the nose. 81
beg your pardon, sir, but 1 didn't quite
catch what you said?"
ga griddle-a griddle. l want II
buy griddle."
The smile returns, but mixed with
pity and disappointment. "Ah, yes,
to he sure-a-a-what was it, sir?"
ga griddle."
Smile vanishes altogether, and cold
I indifference reigns in its stead. "Don't
keep 'em. c"Sir" dropped at certainty
, of failure of trade.)
"Don't keep 'em? Isn't this Oook-
ing round at the shelves) ga hardware
store?"
"Ironmongery, if you please, SIR
! ("Sir" comes back from force of
habit)
"Wen?"
A pause. The shopman's face be-
comes statuesque, while he stares in
silence out of the door, and strokes
his chin. Presently he looks round
and says, mechanically: Anything
else to day, sir?"
"Humph. Where can l get one?"
"D'know'm sure. Might try at the
green-grocers."
"Look here. Do you know what a
griddle is?"
"Well, no, sir, 1 don't"
"Never saw one?"
"Never saw one"
"Never heard of one?"
"Never heard of one"
ado you know what 3 frying-pan
! fs?o
Greatly, my good sir" (getting ia
miliar, the British tradesman's certain
sign of intentional disrepect), 81
must ask you to tell me if you want
anything in my line, for my time
is"
al want griddie."
"Don't keep 'em."
81 wonder, Thomas" said the
tradesman's wife, who, at the sound
of her husbands voice in an unusual
tone, came forward from the little
room at the back of the shop, 81 won
der if the gentleman means a CIR.
dle?"
The husbands face lights up at the
chance of business after all. "Ahl
You mean girdle, sir, dessey, sir?"
"No, 1 don't. L mean a griddle,
If you haven't got one, i" Turns
to go.
"One moment, sir" saws the wife.
DO you mean, etc. describes a grid
dle).
"Why, yes. Why, certainly. That's
griddle."
1--WE call it girdle, sir; leastways
they do in Scotland. L saw one once.
Pm sorry we haven't one, sir. We have
no call for them, sir. But we could
get you one, couldn't we Thomas?"
81 make no doubt we could, sir.
Allow me to procure one for you
sir?"
Chow long will it take?"
"To-day's Tuesday. Hum. Must
order it from Edinburgh. Saturday
week, SIR"
"Great Scottl Edinburgh's in
Scotland, isn't it?"
eyes, sir"
"Sure it amt somewhere up the
Mediterranean? Going to order it by
telephone, via the Suez Canal?"
81 don't understand you, SIR" draw
ing himself up.
The mans wife, who is by far the
better business man of the two, laughs
a modest tee-hee, and says: every
well, then, sir, you'll let us order you
one. Wen promise it by Monday"
"rll tell you what. If l can't get
one anywhere else, you may"
every good, sir"
al came back" said my friend, ''in
a couple of hours, considerably un-
starched. had tried at least a dozen
hardware establishments, but without
success. They didn't even know what
girdle was, let alone griddle. Well,
let the first people order it for me.
wish YOU could have seen il when II