Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1901-03-02
MY I'|CROB|AN DINNER =
How a Man Thought He Could Do
WOman's Work and Was
Disappointed.
BY CATHERINE Louise SMITH.

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Il wonder, Thaddcus," said my wife
doubtfully, giving me searchlight
look, If you could get your own dinner
tonight. | want to go to a meeting of
the Suffrage club, and the maid is GO
ing out"
Now, it has always seemed to me
that the more Il man asserts his indc-
pcndcncc the better | felt pretty
doubtful about that dinner, but
wasn't going to let Maria know | had
any Qualms. | remembered, too | had
managed well at bachelor houSekecp-
ing for few weeks. | had everything
convenient: never made the beds be-
cause it was so well to let them air
thoroughly. and because | believed in
consolidation and that in union there
is strength | did not wash my dishes,
but let them collect and the day before
my mother returned put them in n tub
and turned the hose on them.
The success of this venture embOld-
encd me to try again, but for reasons
best known to my own soul | did not
ltIl MAI SIMPLY SulNl 1 NoIlNl IllsiIl-
age and would really enjoy the novel
performance of getting my own dinner
and that ii would by no means prove
fatal. resolved two things firmly
that | should have n good dinner ire
Spcctive Of the germ theory, microbes
and bacilli and that the dinner should
be at 6 o'clock promptly. This not hav-
~, Is, I olI
sense. and while Maria was away was
surely the time to indulge in microbes,
for she feared them so she had given
me a restricted diet. That day left
the Office at t o'clock. | had been think
ing at intervals during the day what l
should have for that dinner. | even
meditatcd corncd beef. cabbage. mince
pie and loughnuts. All of them would
make myself after left the office.
procured on the way home the
necessary supplies. An allurng dis
play met my eyes. | went into the
market and purchased n nice plate
piece of corncd beef. ! was about to
tell the butcher ! would carry it with
me for my 6 o'clock dinner when the
DulCllNI. W Ilo hIlt" nv IltitN Ntll,
assured me that the corned beef had
to boil number of hours to be done.
In the reaction which followed this an
nounccmcnt | remembered that he
could send il for the next day; | had
meant that all along" and | hastily
purchased some oysters and lamb
chops. 81 will have oyster soup for
L., Il I
chops and tomatoes for the second. If
that won't be good, | don't know what
will"
1t was ) o'clock when | got home.
1t was so lonely without Maria that |
thought | had better start the dinner
at once; besides. | wanted that meal
at 6 o'clock sharp. Maria had about
bothered the life out of me by not
having meals on time. | lighted
the burners on the gas stove, and
decided to max" biscuit. mince pie
and dOughnutS. besides cooking the
oysters and the meat. BY $50 | was
just enjoying the thing. had the milk
for the oysters contentedly boiling on
one of the burners, and the others had
been blazing for some time, all ready
for use when wanted The first thing
| did was to find cookbook.
| ran down the index through pump
kin, lemon. carrot, custard, until | got
to mince pie. This | read carefully.
Then | sadly closed the book. Mince
pie required cold meat. apples and a
thousand other things and could not
be made in an impromptu manner,
and at must have that dinner.
felt distressed, but there were still the
doughnutS | was just in the midst
of discovering it would take at least
a good two hours TO make dOughnuts
when. by thunder, didn't that milk
boil over! | felt like going through the
whole litany | rushed to the stove,
seized my clean handkerchief and had
just made up my mind that the milk
must be done enough for the oysters
when discovered the handkerchief
was done also.
The crisis being past, l decided to
MAX" my biscuit, thought this time
| would not consult the cookbook. for
it was getting along toward 6, and it
TOOK 100 lOnS 10 nUul up recipes. l
put great deal of flour in a small
bowl, dumped in some water. and pro-
cecdcd to mold it all into shape as
had seen Maria often do. In the
interim | talked to myself.
Il know all about this" / said with
pride, you just stir until 1t gets the
consistency of cream, put in n pinch
of salt and flavor to taste. That's
what they always say. | have read it
hundreds of times. can't fail
shall Just slap them into a tin pan and
put them in the oven" felt | was
succeeding so we'll that | actually be-
gan to hum when suddenly 1t occurred
to me to wonder if one creased the
tins when In doubt. don't grease"
| said 10 myself. and quickly deco
rated the pans with dabs of dough.
Five minutes later | had sickening
feeling. for Maria had never told me
about the oven. felt sure, however,
that, being man. | would understand
any such mechanical contrivance as
gas stove. | wondered what under
the sun possessed the inventor OF a
gas stove to put the oven down near
the floor. | am rather a pOrtly man,