Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1908-11-28

Give me-, says /, a streaked chunk:
streak of lean and a streak of fat
Then put 'em in the oven and bake
'em all day and by night they're
ready. So when Jehiel says to me,
Hannah, 1 don't feel like BEANS I
set and looked at him."
Did he look like emp asks Van.
Hannah Jane switched round ON the
step and stared at him. But he was as
sober as church and just running
over with sympathy, seemed SO. so
she shifted and went on
He looked SICK she says, "and I
could see that he was sick, too. So I
got him to bed and what night put
in, Oh, the hot jugs to his feetl Oh,
the running for the doctori We had
Dr. Blake here then, Mr.. Pratt. You
remember him, don't you? Great big
tall man with gray whiskers- No,
wait a minute. Twas DR.. White that
had the whiskers; DR.. Blake was
smooth-faced. No, seems to me he
had a mustache. I remember he did
because he was engaged to Emma
Bakers sisters girl and she used to
say that when she once got him for
good he'd have to raise more beard
than that. She said a doctor without
| a beard was like soft-boiled egg with
| ut-without-without something or
i mother in it. Strange l can't think!
An egg without something in it
"Chicken, possibly, suggests Van
mo, indeed. Salt, that's what twas.
A soft-biled egg without salt in it,
Now you'd ought to be as careful
about billing eggs as you had about
anything else Way some folks bile
eggs is a sin and shame. I've ct eggs
so hard that you could build stone
| wall out of em, seems so; and then
| again I've ct 'em when I've actually
| had to drink 'em. Now when L bile
eggs I always-let me see; 1 want
| speaking of eggs when l fust started
| Where was ~
| You were telling us about beans, 1
| believe, Mrs. Purvis,' purrs Van
again, sweet and buttery as can be-
I seem to have dim recollection of
beans, Mrs. P.'
"Oh, yes, yesi 1 was going on to
tell of Jehiel's sufferin's. Mr. Van
Brunt. If 1 could only begin to give
you an idea of that poor critters
agony. Why, he-who's that at the
back door?''
Twas the neighbor's boy, as it
turned out, come to borrow cupful
of sugar, but he took Hannah Jane
away from us, which was a mercy.
She dropped the dishpan and went in
side.
Van Brunt looked after her. ''Will
some one please inform me- says he
whether I've been at clinic, or q
| funeral or just a cooking-school ses
, STOMP
'-Humph," says Hartley. "Unfor
tunate interruption. Now we shan''
, learn what became of the 1ong-suffer
| ing Jehiel.''
.Oh, he died. says Van. ct wanted
: to find out what became of those
BEANS
4 understand now why they put
t AT Rest on Jehiels gravestone,
says.
r Hartley turned to me. Skipper,
| he says, 1.you mustn't think that Var
and 1 are altogether cold-blooded be
r cause we refuse to weep over the de
, parted Samuels- The lady ha.
2 cheered us with happy little memories
!, of this kind ever since she agreed tt
demean herself and make triz biscuit
: at four-fifty per- She began with he
r cousin, who died of smallpox, ant
s she's worked down through the famil.
l till she's got to her husband"
Y Yes says Van, and he's only he
: first We shall hear later how Mum
Der Two fell into a stone-crusher o
j | was boiled in oil. Lord"
: Hank Purvis had five brothers,
4 says L; land they've all died within
the last ten year. You've got NOR
funerals coming to YOU
1t was quiet for few minutes Gu
S bacl. we could hear Hannah Jane lay
e ing into the neighbours boy becaus
he tracked mud on the kitchen floor
1T was no use," says Van, decided
t q refuse to renew my subscription t
n The Daily Morgue- All those in favo
). of parting with the Widow Purvis a
e once, Immediate, P. ID. O., viii sa
d Aye Contrary minded, No It's
T vote Hannah is erased. What shal
d We do, Martin-go back to James an
o dignity, or feed ourselves ?"
u Hartley seemed to be thinking
K Skipper" says he to me, you ca,
d cook I-even /, the interesting in
valid-can eat your chowder and lik
T it and come back for more. Will yo
come and help us out? What do yo
/, say ?H
Van Brunt sat up straight. MAJ
tin says he, you're as comforting a
e the shadow of a great rock in ain
I something or other. You're geniu.
Pratt, you've got to come here an
L live with us. We need thee ever