Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1892-06-14
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auts,s mother came 70 VISIT en-
wien 7ieir inst child was born, and she
listed a erest deal 81 trouble of the fs
tienl y Old IS nalZ n lsy 81 1tlSei
en Ind told tie nsinisi three
90 that she pl would make Lutte
q GOOD Christ wife They named tho
boy Moses ofte the old Judge Who Sgas
aeid. md Baker said he should
laya his gram s WI Oh when lie got to
be ssens .on6 cid Ills Baker always
stuck rs ffi maybe She eni einhnret
how the 81 Judge had llSedo once ol,
time about his oiher cooking Eag
an men ~ IS Ihave s.sid IDIOT
callY Crf a5tct tliatssort of thing Yes7
OLD fer bface0 EN- uIl onSleyf III
- dried MN osit West
with her for the SlabS, taught ESnl now
to make sslt,fising hread, told her, an
about sewing things and broilings things
and roasting things, showed her how 10
tell the real Yankee Goldfish from the
counterfeit oh, she did En- lots Of good.
did old Mis- Baker .i ~ 81
The rewards of virtue may be slow in
coming. but they are sure to come Ems
three boys the three bouncing boys that
came to En- and Lute- those three boys
waxed fat and grew up boistefous, blat!
ant appreciabers of their mothers cook
ing. The way those boys did cat their
mothers doughnuts and lnether's lIes-4
wowl Other boys the neighbors' boys
came round regularly in troops bat
talions, armies, and like a consuming
fire licked up the wholesome ViaIlds
which En- s skill and iberality provided
Tor her own boys enthusiastic play
mates. And all those boys there must
have been millions of 'em-were living,
breathing, vociferous testimonials to tho
unApproachable excellence of En-. s cook
ing irta 10 5of fsa .nSsA tfe
Lutte got into politics and they elected
him to the Legislature. After the CAM
paign, needing rest. he took it into his
head to run down East to see ismpther;
he had not been back home in ten. years,
he took little Moses with him. They
were gone about three weeks. Gran ma
Baker had made great preparations for
them; had cooked enough pies to last
all winter, and four plump, beheaded.
well.p .plucked, yellow legged pullets hung
stiff and solemn-like in the chill pantry
off the kitchen, awaiting the last suecui
lent scene of all.
Lutte and the little boy got there late Of
an evening. The dear old lady. was 80
glad to see them; the loye TINT beanned
from her kindly eyes well nigh melted
the glass in her silver bowed specs. The
table was spread in the dining room the
sheet.iron stove sighed till it seemed like
to crack with the heat of that hardwood
fire
Why. Lutte, you amt eatin enough
to keep a fly alive" demonstrated old
Mis- Baker, when her son declined d
second doughnut; and what ails tho
appetitef Why. when you wuz his age,
Lutte. seemed as if / couldn't cook dough.
nuts fast enough for your
.Y1fo ntrY,IafY,adl kbpk lt,,f1, la a,,6 hla
little boy had eaten pretty heartily on the
train that day. But all the time of their
visit there poor old Grandma Baker
didn't eat enough-seemod TO her as IL
appetite. Even the plump puIIets, served
only in a style that had made Mis- Baker
famed throughout those discriminating
parts-eYen those pullets failed. to awaken
the expected and proper enthusiaSmi IN
the visitors. gle
Home again in Chicago, Lutte! drew his
chair up to the table eawith mn eloquent
sigh of relief. As for little Moses, no
clamorcd his delight, m -.
'' Chicken pieP' he cried. gleefully,
and then he added a soulful " .wowli' a.
his eager eyes fell upon a plateful OF hot,
exuberant, voluptuons doughnuts.
g Yes, we are both glad to get back, /"
said Lutte.
g"But 1 am AFRAID. suggested fErn.
tirnidly, that gran'mA's cooking has
spoiled you.
Little Moses (bless him D howled an
indignant, youthful remonstrances
g Gran ma can't cook worth cently
said he. ,4
En- expected Lutte to be dreadfully
shocked, but he wasn't
q / wouldn't let her know it for all the
world" remarked Lutte, confidentially,
"but mother has lost her grip on cook.
ing. At any rate, her cooking isti' what
It used to be 1t has chAngedF' i75
Then Em came bravely to the rescue.
No, Lutte" says she, and she meant
IL; gyour mothers cooking hasn't
changed, but you have. The man has
grown away from the boy. and the
tastes. the ways and the delight of boy.
hood have no longer any fascination for
the man. .
Maybe you're right, said Lutte.
" At any rate, I'm free to say that your
cooking beats the world. I"
Good for Lutel Virtue triumphs and
my true story ends. But first an ex
PLANTATION TO concinnate my narrative.
1 should never have known this trua
story IL Lutte himself hadn t told It TO
me af fha last dinner of the Sons of New