The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-01-14

enough" she said She reached up and
took a large head off the cart. It's as
heavy as can be. l don't know when I've
seen such a handsome mess of cabbages.
Won't they be good next winter, thought
Il hope you'll like en-" said Enos, go
ing down the cellar steps with two heads,
held by the roots, in each hand. You
won't get me to taste of EN-
AS she went back into the house, Bet
sey Soper smiled broadly. II won't, won't
~" she said, and then she smiled again.
q S'pose she thinks she can eat all
those" said Enos, as he set the last head
in its place on the cellar bottom. well.
I could tell her, only she wouldn't be-
lieve it, that just about two-thrds of
them cabbages will go to the neighbors
and to the hens before spring comes"
Going to have a boiled dish for din
ner?" he asked a week later, coming into
the kitchen in the middle of the forenoon
That's good"
It's so queer you like a boiled dinner
and don't like cabbage" said Betsey at
dinner time. Won't you lust try little
mite? It's the best cabbage ever saw"
No, thank YOU said Enos jocularly.
I'm afraid there won't be enough left for
you. I'll eat the other things, and that
pink hash you make, but l draw the line
on cabbage"
I The next morning Betsy went into the
pantry TO make the hash. She put cold
potatoes, lufnlp, one SInau carrot ana TWO
small beets into the chopping tray, then
she removed the cover from large earth
en- dish and took out two generous fork
fuls of cold cabbage, which she also put
in the tray.
When Enos came in to breakfast the
pink hash was steaming hot in the middle
of the table, and beside Betsy's plate was
a small dish of warmed over cabbage.
This Is main good hash, Betsey,"
Enos said as he helped himself for the
third time. I'm sorry the turnips didn' t
turn out any better. P'rhaps you'll have
to be little sparin' of EN-"
"All right" said Betsey. demurely.
Through the fall and winter pink hash
appeared frequently on the Sopers table
Only once did Enos make any criticism of
it.
This hash amt so good as common, -
he Said. Whats the matter with it? 1t
tastes different, SOMEHOW
"P rhaps it amt salt enough" Betsey
suggested.
Tasted different she said after he had
gone out "Of course il did, I've been
putting in about half the bulk of cab
bage, and this morning he was fussiu'
round the pantry all the time and l didn't
have a chance to put 1t in without his
seeing me, and there's so few turnips, no
wonder il tasted queer"
THE laa cabbage" Betsey said one day
toward spring.
Enos laid down his knife and fork and
stared a his wife. The last cabbage?"
he echoed
She nodded.
He said nothing more, but after dinner
he went down cellar.
"How many of them cabbages have you
thrown away?" he demanded when he
came up again.
Not one" answered Betsey II id
give two TO Sister Abby, but all the rest
have been eaten in this room"
Fnos looked at her in awed amazement
81 wouidnj a thought you could a done
it he said, and he went out without an
other word.
At night, however, the cabbages SEEM
ed still TO weigh on his mind Had 1
better raise more this year," he asked
No" she answered. II think there
were just enough this time"
II should a thought it would "a made
you sick he said, thoughtfully
well it didn't and | guess you needn't
worry about it any more. l don't believe
theirs anything much cheaper that you
could feed me on
Enos laughed. Il don't Knows there
is" he agreed.