Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1892-06-14
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name OF being smart, and I guess Lutte
Baker was just about the SsInartest boy
the old town ever turned ont. Well, he
came by it naturallys Judge Baker was
known SAIL over western Massachusetts
as the sage of Plainfeld and Lute's
mother she was kellogg before the
judge married her she had more faculty
than a dozen of your girl's nowadays and
her cooking was talked about every
where was another woman as
folks said, conId cook like Mis-, Baker
The boys-Lute's friends--used to hang
around the back porch of mornings just
to get some of her doughnuts; she was
always considerate and liberal togrows
ing boys. Maybe Lutte wouldn't have
been so popular if it hadn't been for
these doughnuts, and maybe he wouldn't
have been SO smart If it hadn't been for
all the good things his mother fed into
him. Always did believe there was
piety and wisdom in New England
victuals. 4!
Lutte went to Amherst College and did
wells then he taught school awinter, a
for,Judge Baker said that nobody could
amount to much in the world unless
he'd taught school a SPELL Lutte set on
being lawyer, and SO presently he went
down to Springfield and read and studied
in Judge Morris's office, aud Judge Nor,
ris wrote a letter home to the Bakers
once testifying to Lute's g probity " and
"acumen things that are never heard
tell of except high up in the legal pro
fession. Yfsa 4}s 5aiiH - 5}s
.fA4OMA 4Aubo StttIo 10 S6B .-ttlG ANNSSSeIL
fever can't say, but get it he did, and
one winter he up and piked off to Chi.
cago, and there he hung out his shingle
and. Joined literary social and proceeded
to getrich and famous. The next spring
Judge Baker fell off the woodshed while
he was shingling it, and it Jared him so
he kind of dropped and pined round a
spell and then one day up and died.
Lutte had to come buck home and settle
up the estate. aesa -
When he went West again he took a
wife with hiln-Emma Cowles that was
Everybody called her En- for SHORTY,
pretty as picture and as likely girl as
tlAe-o-y-t1s In Tfi.u-toTusfIfp. Lutte Ind
always had hankering for Em, and Eln
Thought there never was another such
young fellow as Lutte she understood him
perfectly, having sung in the choir with
him two years. The young couple went
West well provided.
Lutte land EN- went to housekeeping in
Chicago. En- wanted to do her own
work, but Lutte wouldn't hear to it so
they hired German girl that was Just
over from the vineyards of the Rhine
country.
Lutte" says EN-, /" Hulda doesn't
know much about cooking
$50 L see, !" says Lutte, feelingly
/" She's as green as grass you'll have to
teach her." 4s Hz5
Hulda could swing hoe and WELD
spade .deftly, but of the cuisine she
knew somewhat less than nothing. Elm
had lots of patience and pluck, but she
found teaching Hulda how to cook a
precious hard job Lutte was amiable
enough at first used to laugh it off with
cordial bet that by and by En- would
make famous cook of the obtuse but
willing immigrant. This moral back
ing buoyed En- up considerable, until
one evening in an unguarded moment
Lutte expressed pining for some dough-
nuts like those mother makes, and
that casual remark made En- unhappy
But next evening when Lute came home
there were doughnuts on the table
beautiful. big, plethoric doughnuts that
fairly reeked with the homely, delicious
sentiment of New England. Lutte ate
one. En- felt hurt.
guess it's because I've eaten so
much else, y exclaimed Lutte, +" but some
how or other they don't taste like moth
er's.''
Next day En- fed the rest of the
doughnuts to a poor man who came and
said he was starving. q Thank you,
marin" said he, with his heart full of
gratitude and his mouth full of dough
nuts; /" ha'n't had anything as good rs
this since / left Connecticut twenty years
ago.
That little subtlety consoled En-, but
still she found it hard to bear up under
her apparent inability to do her duty by
Lute's critical palate Once when Lutte
brought Col. Hi Thomas home to dinner
they had chicken pie The colonel
praised it and passed his plate a third
time.
Oh, but you ought to eat some q
mothers chicken pie, said Lutte
" Mother never puts an under crust in
her chicken pies and that makes EN-
juicier.' B az w
Same way when they had fried pork
and potatoes Lutte couldn't understand
why the flesh of the wallowing carniyor.
ops Western hog shonldn't be as white
/ and firm and sweet as the meat of the
swim fed Yankee pig And why were the
Hubbard squashes SO tasteless and why
was maple syrup so very diferentf Yes
amid all his professional duties Lutte
found time to note and remark upon this
and other similar Things, and of course
EN- was-by implication, at least-held
responsible for them all.
/ 81 And En- did try so hard. 80 very hard,