The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1907-08-24
IN Pennsylvania.

man.
That's what you ordered, sir" he
said.
Eyes, 1 know that's what I order
ed !! But when 1 order roast beef and
egg plant, why the devil don't you
bring me catfish and wafaes or pann-
ed oysters and popovers or homemade
scrapple or anything man can eat"
The waiter grinned and vanished.
The man on the other side of the table,
sitting behind a duplicate blanket Of
beef, more cool potatoes and more
bromide egg plant, also grinned.
Guess you're Pennsylvania"
iae ventured.
"You bet I am" owned the kicker.
THAT'S why I'm hungry. Are you
one, too 2"
"You bet."
"How'd you guess?"
Heard you mention scrapple, and
say, why'd you do it?'
The two glared at each other. The
first kicker leaned forward.
''I suppose" said he, "you're used
to homemade scrapple, scrapple made
out of cornmeal and buckwheat and
sage and fresh pork, plenty of fat and
seasoned with spices ground in the
home kitchen, Ell"
The other man pointed at him a
trembling forefnger.
"I'll bet anything you like you
were fed on tripe and oysters every
Sunday morning, with thyme and
onions and old sherry in the sauce"
His neighbor leaned back and
chuckled. "Guess at your house they
used to have suet puddings for break
fast-hot and steaming, with lots of
black pepper and sage |"
"Well, say !"
"Well, sayF"
Two pairs of knives and forks were
laid down beside two plates. One
man bent over the table, his face hot
and red.
"Do you remember" he demand
ed, "when your father wanted terra
pin? He used to bring EN- home
himself in paper bag from the club
stewards private store"
"Or the Twelfth street market"
cts the same thing. Sometimes
they scratch their way out of the bag
and wander over the seats of the little
old wabbly two-horse car. And the
conductor would stop the car at your
corner and your father and the con-
ductor would go in procession to the
front door, each with a couple of wig
ely claw waving terrapin-"
"Big fat fellows, 8 inches across"
shouted the other man.
"And your father would give the
conductor a quarter and he'dgo back
to the corner and start the car again,
and your father would keep 'em to-
gether on the top step with his stick
till the second girl opened the door
and said, why, Judge, wizard dem
tar'pin come f'om p"
"Oh, say" said the other man.
"And the cook, she'd cut off their
heads and in about two days they'd
be calm enough to stew"
"And they put in madeira, the
best madeira, and egg and, and"
"And your mother would send some
to the doctor and the minister-and
your father"
"He'd have gout for week p
The Pennsylvanians chuckled
again.
"I guess" said one, "that you
people bought your butter and eggs
twice week off a farmers wagon"
"You bet we did," replied the
other. "Mother used to 60 down
and punch the chickens and sniff the
butter and taste the spinach and
say, ever eat fresh ham and spinach
and Drowned sweet potatoes ?"
His vis-a-vis shook his fist across
the table. "D'you ever eat broiled
Delaware shad and waf1es :"
"How about farmers sausage aud
buckwheat cakes-all buckwheat with
no wheat -four or yaller cornmeal-
and plenty of apple butter 7"
ooh, shut up! What's the matter
with a big hot roast of beef, with
Yorkshire pudding and Drowned po-
tatoes under it ard your dad standing
up with the carving knife in his fist
at the head of the table to say Now,
Willie, know you like it rare 7"
"Do you know" said the other
man, my mother used to leave our
Atlantic City box and go back to
town and take the second girl with
her for two days in strawberry time
to put 'em up, and"
"And three days for tomatoes
stewed-catsup, and with okra."
"And four days for peaches-pre-
served and brandieo-and jam and
picked"
"With cloves in 'em p shouted the
first Pennsylvania. Nobody own
ed can opener in those days And
then in November did you ever stone
raisins for mincemeat?"
"I guess I stoned one in four %
said the other guiltily.
"That's it And they poured
brandy on it in stone jar and the
cook would get thirsty and squeeze
it out with a coffee cup and dinner
would be late p
ooh, we'll, if you had wild turkey
stuffed with oysters you would calm
down.
cor duck with potato and onion
stufing and grape jelly and celery
salad"
"And hominy fritters, and okra
soup to begin WITH
"Come to think of it, there's moth
ing better for breakfast than mush,
crisp and brown, with maple SYRUP"
Nothing the matter with picked
pigs feet is there 7"
"Oh, g'way P'
cor, to come down to hard facts,
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