Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1901-06-29

LOOK mere. sally --
Mrs. Deacon Farrell brushed the
-four from her hands. casting mean
while eomplacent eye over the we'll
filed kitchen table, with it's generous
array of nnbaked pies and cakes, the
plump turkey stuffed and trussed
ready for the morrow's baking, and
the big chicken pie to which her skill
full fingers had just put the finishing
touches. as she repeated rather more
decidedly:
Look here. Sally. There's enouj h
chicken left, with the giblets-thats I
never put in my own pie. because the
deacon don't relish 'em-ter make a
Thanksgiving pie for the ministers
folks. 'Twont need ter be very
large" she added. in reply to Sally's
doubtful look. "Only the minister and
his wife-and you can bake it in that
smallest yaller dish.
..Now, I'm goin' upstairs to look
over them rug-rags. an you make it
an bake it right off, so't l can send
it over by the deacon. He's got ter go
out to the Corner this afternoon, an
can take it along as well as not"
She hustled out of the door. but the
next moment IT,. seized. perhaps, with a
sudden pang of compunction, she put
her head in again. to say, warningly:
BE sure that you put in good par
ceIsof gravy; that1l keep it from bein'
drysif tbs half giblets.''
"Yes'm," answered Sally, briskly:
and Catching up the roling-pn she
brought it down with an emphasis
upon lump of dough upon the
mould board. Il
AS the stairway door closed behind
her mistress, Sally dropped the rolling
pin. and a look of perplexity crept
over her dull face. making it ten times
more stelid than usual. while She re-
peated in ludicrous bewilderment:
''GibIets, what in all creation. if
anybody cantell me, does she mean by
1nvoluntsrily she took step for
ward. but ecaed herself quickly.
while a cunning smile replaced the
look of perplexjty. and she muttered
triumphantly:s
II guess amt goin' tel confess
my ignorance ter the dead h's wife.
an her her say. as she alve4ys does
two terms in cademy. Sally. an not
know that No. ma'am. not while
there's dictionary in the house
So, softly creeping into the adjoining
sitting room. Sally hastily opened the
big dictionary on the deacon's writing
desk, and began her search for the
mysterious word.
''G-i-b-here 'tis.' and she read
aloud to herself. with an air of tri-
umph. the following definition:
Those parts of fowl that are re-
moved before coOking-the heart. 2tZ-
Zard. liver, etc"
That's it,-'heart. giZZard. 'i.-et and
so forth she repeated. joyfully. as she
retraced her steps to the kitchen. and
began with great alacrity to ill, ac-
Cor1ing to directions. the minister
pie: keeping up. meanwhile, a running
fire of comment for her own special
tene6t.
six gizzards. Well, that is rather
steep as Dan Watson would say. But
l guess the deacons wife knows: if she
don't faint none o my business. six
hearts. Them's small. and tuck into
the corners handy. Six livers, Seems
ter me they don't fill up much and
she glanced with perplexed air at
pile of denuded chicken bones that
formed her only resource.
Now, 1 wonder with a sudden in
SEPARATION. what that and SO forth
meant? Here's hearts gizzards, and
livers.' plenty of 'em. but no and so
forth. and the pie amt more'n two
thirds full yet. 1t must mean. and
she cast bewildered lok AT the half
filed pie. the chickens legs. | never
knew nobody ter put EN- in a pie. but
that must be what it means, as they'll
just fill it up.
No sooner thought than done. In
ut the three pair OF stout yellow
upon which their unfortunate
had strutted so proudly only
IRE; on went the well-rolled
Nerng them from sight, and
Nen went the minister's pie.
mistress re-entered her
2 With an approving
~sno@y pastry, remarked
That looks real neat. Sally |
(houldn ,onder if in time, you came
be aui cook
was Thanksgiving morning. and
q Pe! tience PRIME stood at the
~ g hack door. To be sure. it
ncr early for'allers. but Miss
HAS. as sh often boosted.
ne kind thaReyer stood on
In1esd he don't consider
sknock before she
ny Though she was
e Opening it todos SO
Y SITS wife was just
Yea newly warmed
p nearly dropped
srtled was she by
we that spoke SO
is;raham. IIain't
Y, l see. we had
40. | know my
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