The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-02-26
THAT RECEIPT.

yet well enough to be out of bed
There was circus in town that day,
too, SO ho was feeling lonely and blue.
"Hallo little one. How do you like
the looks of those?''
1t was Paul's Uncle Jack who spoke.
up on little pink platter three luscious
looking currant jelly tarts
"Oh, could eat one right now. Uncle
Jack
"Go ahead then and m wait and see
you dc it,
Cant you tell story too? You do
make up such 'rnusing ones.
Perhaps. What shall it be aboutT'
'Bout-'bont-'b out--let me think
Oh, bout currant tarts, Uncle Jack
"Currant tarts Well, now! Let me
think little.
And this is the story Uncle Jack told.
Did you know that the Heywards de-
scended from an ancient Irish family Of
that name?
They did. The family crest was an
albatrOss rampant above a currant tart,
and holding fast in one claw something
which looks like cigar lighter, or per
haps little stick Of macaroni
Now, the currant jelly in these tarts
was made from receipt which has been
handed down from the first Heywards.
How they first came into possession Of
the receipt. and why they should adopt
such funny crest or coat of arms is
one and the same story. 'Steen hundred
wears or more there ruled in China the
cruel emperor, Yuhwhan Khan.
1t was the day before one of the en-
peror's birthdays, and he called his chief
counselor to him, saying:
"Chief counselor, listen to me. To
morrow is my birthday; see to it that it
is celebrated by grand festival and
feast. And, mark you, have something
then that is new and very entertaining.
But, exalted ruler, it is too short
time in which to arrange for feast.
but twenty hours until the morrow
"That is not my lookout. You will
arrange for the feast. Now. begone!''
And the chief counselor hurried away.
tearing his silken robe into shreds and
vowlng that never did any chief coun-
selor before him have such an unpleas-
ant position, for the cruel emperor was
IN the habit of ordering birthday feast
Whenever he liked, whether it was real
ly his birthday or not, and the chief
counselor just had to hustle to keen
Yuhwhan Khan pleased or he himself
would be sure to lose his head and pig.
Sail
Then Yuhwhan Khan called the head
COOK OF the cooking college to him and
said:
"Mlgnon-- was the head cooks
name, being short for Mignonette-
"Mlgnon. tomorrow is my birthday"
"Oh, s-s-sis-sire!
bllgnon suffered.
Yes il is, and no joking, either. Urs- |
less the cooking college prepares a new
sweetheart for that festival feast. YOU,
slave, will lose your head Begone!"
And the head cook of the cooking col
lege went away sorrowing for the EN-
peror had had twenty mine birthdays in !
the previous two years, and by this time
his ingenuity was about played out
Now, while both the chief counselor |
and the head cook of the cooking college
are racking their brains TO discover. the
one a new attraction. the other novelty
III pastry to set before the emperor, we
must go to little village in Tartary.
Before a small matched hut is a lad
apparently Just starting out on long
tourney. A very old woman is bidding
him farewell.
.Nestri. hast thou with thee thy sill
very reed fiute?
Yes, great-grandlnother."
ut is well Now, before thou start
est have two gifts for thee. They are
small presents, but am poor. This bag
contains cerch-circh (Which in Eng
lish is nothing more nor less than cur
rant jeily) Take good care of it, for
never has it been tasted by other than
members Of your family, and of such
great rarity and exquisite flavor is 1t
that should strangers, even kings and
emperors, once taste it there would be
warning and strife among them for its
possession.
SO Nestri took the precious bag
Also, Nestri. here is the receipt by
which the cerch-circh was compounded
And the old woman gave him thin
shaving like = sheet of ivorine painted
with qaeer Chinese letters, which he
carefully rolled and twisted up until it
looked about like cigar lighter, and
then for safety placed it inside of his
reed flute.
Then he set out on his journey, even
to the very city where the chief coun-
selor and the head cook of the cooking
college were puzzling their brains to
please the emperor. Such was Nestri's
skill in playing upon his reed flute that
wherever he stopped and played the
people fccked to hear him and filled
his valise with coppers and plugged ten
cent pieces.
1t was while he was thus playing that
the chief counselor CHANGED to hear him.
And the chief counselor leaped into
the air, waving his cue and knocking his
heels together for JOY, shouting:
seHer7n-1ai Whnont Nv head and