The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-06-02
TIE NONPAREJL NAN
Golden Glory of Breakfast In Summer
as 1t Appears to the Man Who Has
Put In an Early Morning at the Hoe
The Symphony Of the Garden.

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# Something was said the other day about |
the 1nadequacy of rhubarb pie Even the
slight mention made Of this subject at |
tracted much public attention because it
was founded on truth. We are in receipt
OF large number Of pie. recipes-but no
pie. You see, people may send in a
recipe and feel safe If it fails, it is your
fault. The oven is too hot or you have
not followed directions. But when they
send In the pie for judgment, there is
no way OF escape. The pie stands right
| there to damn or to praise it's author.
! But why insist on rhubarb pie if it is
an impossible ideal? There are other
| ideals, astronomical and gustatory, that
can be made actual
| After you have worked in the garden
for two hours in the morning before
breakfast, you find that the mind fastens
itself with some persistence on the morn
ling meal. AS an idea, Breakfast in Sum
| mer" is not bad thing to contemplate.
! No reference is here made to the man
| who rolls out of his bed grunbles his
way into his clothes and forces himself
1 to the table. It is to celebrate the idea
| In the mind Of the party who has put
in an hour or two knocking down weeds,
! loosening up the earth around the tomato
4 plants and to sing the glory of the man
behind the lawn mower that this eulogy
4 on Breakfast In Summer Is written.
4 First Of all, the man who acts as two
jackass power to the lawn mower or who
runs the upper end Of the hoe cherishes
Il a profound sorrow for the error Of his
, friend who processes the no-breakfast fad.
This brothers essential wrongheadedness
and intellectual 1nadequacy is fully under
| stood and appreciated in all its enormity.
4 Well, to go back to work. The sun is
up two or three hours before breakfast;
the little birds are just hollering for keeps;
there Is a smell of the fresh, dewy earth
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z tang enough to it to make you cape1
gently when no one is looking. Slap
bang! you go at the work and turn ii
} off in pianoboxfuls. Things around the
: garden begin to look up to date anc
fetching"
: At Of the clock, a. m.-mind you, not
0 p. m.-you see movement in the kitchen
4 Breakfast has started! You feel an in
9 terest in 1t. The mind fingers lovingl!
r over hot biscuit and coffee Strawber
ries become crimson dream of the dawn
0 A chop in thought is glorif1ed and spirit
9 ualized. You go back to work strength
e ened and refreshed by the bare idea o
breakfast.
At a. m. the girl announces breakfast
d The tinkle Of silver bells is heard. Wits
Z, ties blow in the distance. The city !
: awakening. Shepherd boys pipe and sing
The tender new leaves on the oak tree
10 dance and hutter gaily.
in Breakfast!
" You go against the wash basin an
1t fragrant towel rapidly. You wave tn
n hair brush around your halo just twice
y and that for luck and because it Is Gus
n n TOM
le Breakfast
s. You are the first at table and the mos
is enthusiastic. Now let me mention-jus
ut mention-strawberrie and cream, lgf
10 40 "riz biscuit and honey, mutton cho
he and baked potato and a cup Of sfragrar
golden brown coffee, half cream! Ye
Sc you may place a glass Of milk on tt
e, side and with it a round, gorgeous dough
"a ~ nut, crisp and flaky on the perimeter, al
IT. not of the variety described as "a no
b. completely surrounded by dyspepsia
IA You don't want to talk. Conversatic
es is wasted on you. Breakfast under the
no circumstances Is not conversations,
70 social affair, a profession nor an art.
~ is businessi You are nots5there for yo,
health. Nor for intellectual advancement
~ You are there for breakfast. as.2
a But why dwell on this subject. II VI
. don't believe it, try it yourself and Sc
~ No-breakfast fad! HUH!
ID There was girl in our neighborho
IL who grew up to be 16 the other day. 81
! g had choice between going on a picr
ne or having a pair Of dinky, yellow shoe
rd She took the shoes and you just ought
ns see them twinkle when she walks.
NV While we do not know exactly VIII
zee that "Shimose'' is that the Nippons a
tbs using, it's mortuary statistics line up W
m with those Of the Fourth Of July firewat
in Iowa.
to A lecture on ''Wild Brigands that
IN Have Met will be given in the ope1
out house by Mr. Ion Perdicaris next Tuesd
elk. evening June 8, 1905. Bing's orches
ld- will furnish music
he
i'm. Yes, dearie, comm encement is aim
len here. Every day counts now in, ia
the there is nulla dies sine Inca more
her lace tackled on the graduating gown ;
Who know that we shall never get ad asst
the except per aspera which plainly refers
the difficulties we are having with
dressmaker. Alt1ora peto, too, which
crt- orally reads II am seeking a job
UNI rose but has it's thorn perhaps, but 1t a
hat boasts of about eight yards of class
at ors in ribbon. Schoolmates and teache
farewell. Four long and arduous we
lust have passed in these classic halls,
ip's quented by scholastic feet Now, S
Jen, is my hair coming down?
ing You remember all those dashing 81
Bill Where are they now? Marie Dressler,
as greatest Of all the slapstick comedien1
the is selling popcorn at Coney island; D
ex- Fox is said to be in a sanitarium on Il
of island; Marion Manola Is considered
but longer possible, even by the "continuo
ldi- people; Georgia Cayvan is waiting for
to last hour in sanitarium. A little
y. rapid, girls
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