The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-09-08
MY DOLLY DALRYMPLH

< "who" said Nancy as she swayed to and fro in big comfortable rocker with the morning paper in her hand, lis Ben jamin B. Odell any way?"
 'He used to be a governor-once," The Pink Head Man supplemented pleasantly, land chief cook and bottle washer in the republican party. What are you doing reading that interview with him on his return from abroad?"
 Yes" said she nonchalantly "and I just want to say that I have my opinion of man who returning from Paris; where they have all the good things in 2 the world to eat who says he hasn't time to talk, because he is in such a hurry to get home where he can get a real old fashioned boiled dinner.'
 "Corned beef and cabbage aren't so bad, The Pink Headed Man defended, 'when they are properly cooked and I for one can sympathize with a returned traveller who longs for food, the name of which he can pronounce and which he knows he can digest. I've ordered from those foreign menus, and it's all a guess as to what you are going to get any way'
 But of all delicious things in the world to eat" returned Nancy, think of spe- cializing on corned beef and cabbage! He says the cooking on the other side got on his nerves and he wants a good old boiled dinner"
 "When all is told" said The Pink Headed Man, "the ex-governor voices the sentiment of large percentage of Amer ican men. We all like boiled dinners oc- casionally. Most of us when crowded in corner, would express a sneaking fond ness for just such things as the former governor of New York has done-or something equally as plebeian."
 If you told the truth, Miss Nancy" continued The Pink Headed Man, wouldn't you say there is no food so good as pioneer grub? 1 like greens the kind we have right down here in the south, cooked with lots of bacon, with 1t. And think of the old fashioned vegetable soup It's meal in itself Chicken gumbo, with every known veg etable cooked up in it. Why it fairly makes my mouth water to think of it."
 But imagine the artistic effect of such a meal said Nancy with shug.
 "Cornfield peas and fat meat" returned The Pink Headed Man, may not be art istic, but they are good with a capital G. And great dishes of butterbeans, like my Aunt Lucreta has when I go out to her country place for the week end, and eat one of her Sunday dinners. Not rr,ft called 'Butterbeans Au Gratin,' but the luscious things cooked in heaps of butter that tastes like chocolate cream"
 T suppose the fried chicken cooked by your Aunt Lucreta.' suggested Nancy at this stage of the game, that you'd con- esme, would be outrageous.
 Fletcher life said he, and rice, with small sized sailing boat of cream gravy and sweet potatoes and jelly that Aunt Lucretia made herself"
 Think of the waste" croaked Nancy. ''Why any cooking school could make her ashamed of her slnfulness in Is min utes.'
 "Pooh,' scoffed The Pink Headed Man, ''What does my Aunt Lucretta know or care about cooking schools? She is a nat ural born cook. She sprinkes in a little seasoning as she goes along-salt and pepper to taste, and she tastes as she goes and when the whole thing is done it's gem of purest ray serene
 "Of course know the kind of cook she is'' said Nancy sarcastically
 Well, she doesn't haze the bones of the chicken or the gizzards and the flyers to make those past-y old croquettes the next day" said The Pink Headed Man that you get served up to you at most dinners these days"
 Those old fashioned dinners you speak of, like pour Aunt Lucretia serves" sug- gested Nancy are rather hard on one's digestion"
 Not bit of it. imagine was the re- tort. Why you haven't let me tell you about the desserts yet. They are the real gems of the dinner Not the fluffy, airy feathcrweight effusons, or those ladies own journal picture things made of spun sugar and near cream, flavored with lily