Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-10-14
SWEET POTATO PIE

During the dinner hour. q few evenings
ago, little Mrs. Noospliced battered into
the Kinnockers, her next-door neighbors.
carrying In her hand something on her
ricest dish and covered over by her snow
lest napkin.
She found Mr. and Mrs. Kinnocker seated
at dinner in the basement dining room.
II thought I'd fetch over half of one of
my sweet potato pies for you to try: said
little Mrs. Noospliced, in her pleasant way.
Il think 1 was real successful with the pies
to-day. and l."
Now. isn't that just as sweet of you
as it can be!' ecstatically exclaimed Mrs.
kfnnocher. taking the dish from Mrs
Noospliced. And SO perfectly dear and
thoughtful Of you! And SO fortunate and
timely. too! 1t just happens that we have
no dessert for dinner today. and, my, won t
this pie taste good! Successful! Why. 1t
looks like perfect pictured" and Mrs. Kin
nocker removed the snowy napkin from the
pie and gazed at 1t delightedly. why. 1t
was only this very afternoon that / was
thinking that I'd just love some sweet
potato pie. and here 1t Is brought by the
dearest little woman in the world!"
by jinks but sure am glad you brought
it over. Mrs. Noospliced." chimed In Mr..
Kinnocker. Makes my mouth water just
to look at that pie-does, for fact! I'm
yum-yum-I could eat dozen pies that
look like that, and boiler for more, honest
Injun 1 could! What fortunate beggar
Ned Noospliced is. to be sure, to have a
little wife that get UP things that look
so attractive!'
"Oh, I'm so glad you're pleased, and I
do hope you'll like it!'' said little Mrs.
Noospliced. and then she ran back to her
own abode.
Mr. and Mrs. Kinnocker gazsd at each
other in a deprecatory sort of way after
little Mrs Noospliced had departed.
Mrs Kinnocker picked corner off the
edge crust of the pie
Looks kind o. gallery and stringy, don't
you think?" said she to Mr.. kinnocker.
"And. goodness gracious, what stingy lit
tie bit of layer of filling she's put in 1t!
soggy as 1t can be, too. Want piece of it?'
"Who, me?" snapped Mr.. Kinnocker.
"Well. should say not! What do you take
me for. anyway? You know blamed well
use of asking silly questions like that? No
mystery pies in mine. thanks! No. mae
1 have all can attend to to handle the pies
that are manufactured under my own vine
and fig-tree without eating up other folks
junk Say, that half a pie looks like a
damp night over around Falls Church, any
how, doesn't it? Nix! None for me!
wouldn't go up against a slab o that PIE Ior
a dollar-eighty, bad l need the money!.
Consequently, the half of a sweet potato
pie was deposited at the very bottom OF
the garbage barrel in order that little Mrs:
Noospliced could by no accident or posi-
bility see 1t again.
Later in the evening little Mrs. Noospliced
ran over to the Kinnockers' house
"Well, you smart little thing. your rap
turously exclaimed Mrs. kinnocker. III
that sweet potato pie of yours wasn't per-
fectly delicious! How in the world did you
get the sweet potato of just that consis-
tency-Tm sure I've tried to thousand
times and never could! And the flavor!
Dear me. do have such troubles trying TO
make pies! Won't you come over the very
first chance you get and show me how to
make them like you do, my dear%
well. all I've got to say Is, said Mr.
Kinnocker to little Mrs: Noospiiced, II l
could get pie like that in this plant you'd
never see me going out, even one night a
year-wouldnt care to ever let go of a
place where such pies were made--and that
goes as 1t lays" and Mr.. Kinnocker re-
garded little Mrs Noospliced with an ap-
proving eye.
Nor is the above any mere gnome nara
tive.