Omaha daily bee., 1905-08-21
PIE MADE BY MACHINERY
aye that Have Tears TO shed, Prepare
to shed Them NOw''-MOther's
Art Is waning.

All good men are excusably boastful
concerning the wonderful things their
mothers used to do; the appetizing break
fasts. the boiled dinners, the eggs-on-toast
suppers, in which they excellcd tho
doughnuts they fried. the bread they made
but more especially, the pies they baked.
Nobody in this wide world, and, let us
hope, no body in any other world, will be
able to take the place that mother held in
our esteem as a caterer to our taste. She
knew just what we wanted and It was
always there when we wanted It, but
The best that mother could do was a
dozen pies in a forenoon, and she could
only do this when the men folk got down
in good season in the morning, so that
the breakfast things might be cleared off
early, the hired girl could make the
beds, the younger children could be rushed
off to school, and she, that is our mother,
could have the kitchen to herself.
1t was only once a week that sho
could devote a whole forenoon to pies, for
there were so many other things to do,
but she managed somehow to have a
stock tn hand, and even when the whole
world seemed pieless to the small boy OF
the household. from whom she often good .
naturedly complained she could hide moth
ing pie was always produced by her from
some mysterious place-the small boy used
to think 1t magic-when it was most needed
as for instance, when there was company
or when there was unexpected shortage
Of something else.
But mothers method was very different
! from the modeSn method of pie-making
Even when she had everything at her hand,
| apples, lemons, berries, minced meat,
plenty of sugar. butter, lots of split wood
when the wind was In the right direction
| and the oven was just right-when all the
| conditions were just perfect, and nobody
| called. or anything-even then a dozen
pies was the limit, for pie-maBing had to
! be suspended when the, factory whistle
blew and the hired girl needed the oven for
the dinner biscuits.
How times have changed! man in
/ Pittsburg has invented mchine that will
! turn out forty complete pies every minute,
or 24,OO0 every ten hours. There is an
| endless chain Of pans; one man pours In
the dough through a funnel the pans
pass beneath; they move through fur
mace which partly bakes them; the
! chain moves on another man pours in the
filling. then a third man operates a funnel
which forms the 'lids"-the chain is moving
all the time through a furnace which bakes
the pies just right. and forty of them every
minute, ready. and for the quick lunch
counter pass out through a chute.
OF course viewed in any light, they are
not, and in the very necessities of the
case cannot be, anything like the pies
that mother used to make, but they are a
good imitation, and in the hurry and hustle
OF modern life when most Of us eat as a
duty rather than pleasure, and when
there are two or three standing behind US
ready to pounce upon our seat at the
quick lunch counter, they will do as well
as anything TO top OF the machine-made
hash, the machine made mufhns. the mach
ine-made beans with the machine-madt
pork; and the other machine-made things
which we are expected to eat like machine
made human beings.-Chicago Inter Ocean