The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1896-02-22

father handed the waiter a bill,
which that worthy carried to the
cashiers desk, returning presently
with "a little pile of change on a sill
yer plate. Robby' eyes grew bright.
"Oh, papa he said, I'D like a
plate of that too!'-New York Her
aid.
HOG KILLING IN THE SOUTH.
4 Momentous Event In the Households on
the Plantations.
Some persons r prejudiced
against the flesh of the hog. Scien-
tific mon birt of bacteria; physicians
pronounce against pork, and dis
eliminating fathers and mothers de-
bar it from their tables. Down south,
however, no such prejudices obtain.
There it is still the custom to eat
literally of backbone stew, hogs
head cheese, soused pigs feet, scrap
pie, brain soufle and other delecta-
BILE dishes, with a reckless disregard
of consequences. Yards and yards
of linked black buildings and sau-
sages I prepared and eaten there,
and the people pronounce them good.
Rows on rows of sides, hams and
shoulders are swung from the raft
ers of dim slnokehouses, there to be
cured with tho wholesome fumes Of
q carefully tended corncob fire, al.
ternately burning and smOldering,
in accordance with the undertaking
rules.
Hog killing IN the plantation is
an event attended with ceremony
and excitement. Even housewives
arrange their social engagements
with reference to its demands.
I'VE can't come next week be-
cause we are going to kill,"a soft
voiced mntron will say.
1T may thaw and you can't kill, y
somebody suggests, but the mistress
shakes hrr head, contending that it
is the right time of the moon, and
all will be well.
The excitement begins in tho
kitchen when the aged pig sticker,
imbued with a of the imDor-
TANGO of his office, goes to interview
the cook as to the particular knives,
pals ard dishpans she car spare for
an indefinite time. In the beginning
she tells him that she can't spare
any, and in the end she let's him
havo everything he wants, but he
acquires each article with Il distinct
struggle and after a promise to bring
it back when he is done with it, a
promise which she knows of old he
will not fulfill. Possessed of the
murderous weapons, he is ready for
the killing.
A veil may be drawn over the eX-
ecution and the attendant ceremo-
MES. Tho next day brings with it
moro excitement. The scene is the
Same corner of the yard. The sau-
sage grinder is got out, scrubbed up
and screwed down firmly to the big
deal table, where strong black arms
are severing the fat from the lean,
pink meat, carving it into long
strips, and cutting its white pulpi-
ness into smooth, equal squares, to
be rendered into lard. The long han
died suffer, black and shining, is
set up on II stand of its own, and a
round faced maid and experienced
manner are appointed to manipu.
late it, the mistress experimenting
the delicate task of seasoning.
The big black pot is filled with
bubbling squares of white, and a
thick WASTED, handkerchief turban.
ed negress stands near, armed with
q big strainer to drain off the LARD
and preserve the precious cracklings.
The sable high priest who shed sc
much blood at the killing is again
on hand, his head bound up in APP
proved fashion and his hands busy
scraping the pink toed feet. There
are more pairs of feet awaiting his
hands, besides the heads to be pre-
pared for the scrapple and cheese.
Somebody run and git me a hand
full oh turnips outen de patch; di:
yere chine will make a fine stew
} says the cook, and then she pick.
out some of the spareribs for broil
ing and tells the old swineherd Il
! hurry up with the feet SC she viii
! not have to be the whole afternoon
over them.
Il dunno how it's, but we neve
see none oh dem big calabash gourt
nowadays, like we used to have TO
packin down lard. 1t pears like IL
seed must a III out observes tn
woman at the sausage suffer.
well! de people all buy tin Cal
and jar and things, spendin der
, money like it wasn't hard to git
dat make dc Lord stopdem big you're
from growin," says the pig sticker
!, Oats jist where you're right
D Mr.. Beasely," says the cracklini
strainer. ''Dey ever buys broom
outen de store when de tall broom
grass jist a.wavin at EN- in de field
= SIGH fool WAYS is ruinatiOn to MIC