The Forrest City times. [volume] (Forrest City, Ark.) 1871-1919, 1896-01-03
A WARTIME FEAST.
Three Pitirui Little sausages on a Rich
mond Dinner Table.

laDle.
1T was brisk winters day, and oul
walk out Franklin street a6,led to tn,
insistence of youthful appetites. jim
mine declared that if old Esther tiidnt
hurry up the dinner when w,
got back, he should have Il
read the cookerybook to stay hil
hunger. But, secretly, we were dwell
ing in imagination upon the rich trea
that was soon to come; and on reach.
ing home, both of us abandoned cere.
mony to rush pell-mell down the base,
ment stairs. Jimmie opened the dooi
wiSh sort of mild Indian v.ar-wl,oor
Of delight. l responded in the same
fashion, and then-there, on the win,
Gow-sill, was indeed our plate of nut
candy as we had left it; but sitting in
the middle of it, her little red tongue
industriously travelling over every por.
ton within her reach, was also As.
chenquittel. Two cats, friends of hers
on their hind legs upon barrel in the
yard, their heads upon level with the
plate, were engaged in licking what the
selfish hostess had left accessible to
their attack"
TThat mean little AschenputteI!'
cried Claude, Indignantly
Poor little Uncle Jimmie. and pooi
little disappointed mother!" com.
mented Hal, giving his mothers waist
loving squeeze.
Mamma, what did you do?" asked
Kathleen.
m n / ..aI
Jimmie, very red in the face, drove
away the cats, and, taking up the plate
was ust preparing to throw the whole
thing into the yard, when a couple OF
small darky children came RUNNING
down the street, looking so longingly
at the dish that he changed his mind
Look here, you youngsters he said
the cats have been licking this; but il
you choose to take it and pump on it
you're welcome to the lot With grins
and bobs, the little negroes took plate
and all, and scampered away. A mo-
ment later, my dear father came in
from his Office. AS he shook hands with
Jimmie and kissed me, we saw by his
shining eyes that he had good news in
store. First we thought it was a vic.
tory of our army; but it turned out to
be little pot of strawberry Jam which
clerk for whom he had done kind
ness had sent as a present to his little
girl"
Il am so glad," said Claude, with
emphasis.
$50 were we," answered his mother
lat1 .lD l. Il.
Esther brought in the dinner, what
should she do but set before her sMarse
Jimmie, a dish containing three ho,
sausages. Where they came from, we
could not induce her to reveal. 1t has
always been my idea that out of the old
creatures little store of CONS laid by
for rainy day she purchased thu
dainties to regale her pet. And so
that day at least, we feasted like kings;
every morsel put upon the table wa;
eaten with hearty relish, and to this
hour | love the memory of our poor
little pinched refugee banquet, where
so much affection and gratitude and
self-sacrifice went to furnish the mea.
ger board. One thing, especially, re.
Va ~ W. IabHcIs pduSluH
with morsel of sausage upon his fork.
sighed deeply and seemed to be looking
at something we could not see Jimmie
and knew he was thinking about his
other children; the two boys who, upon
bareback and raw bacon, were then
wearing out the end of bitter and
hard-fought struggle-the sons whom
rever again he was to welcome under
his roof."-Constance Cary Harrison
in st. Nicholas.