Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1917-12-21

IrlnReu. II Inen reSemDleQ the Ol0-iaSntOneu
motto candies That the motto or couplet might not
be lacking, the following lines were written and
inserted:
"Those Je girls may be tart and sweet, s
But I've heard that they lack spice gGl
II Of me you1l deign to eat as8
l am sure you'll vote me nice"
Grandma made a wonderful fruit cake-the
kind that lasts year, and improves with age.
This was surrounded with white parchment paper,
and covered with white paper dolly, and fancy
edges. This was laid carefully over the waxed
paper which covered the frostlng, studded thlckly
with whole hickory and butternut meats. The
whole was packed into a round box, made by
Myrtle's skillfu fingers To make 1t she cut two
disks of cardboard of the required size, and two
long strips of the cardboard the height Of
the cake, the other narrower for the cover. She
bound the edges together with gummed tape, and
covered their junction with narrow strips Of gold
paper. Then she neatly covered top and sides
with Christmas paper, all holly and mistletoe.
Lastly, she tied two bright scarlet ribbons about
the box, one each way. She made plump bows,
and gathering the ends of the ribbons, sewed tiny
sleigh bells on them, so that the box, when moved
gave forth a sweet musical sound
Myrtle surveyed the box with satisfaction, her
head on one side.
"You ought to please" she said. "You appeal
to the eye, the ear, and the palate"
The box certainly did present an imposing up
pearance On the inside Of the cover appeared
the lines:
"Of course this cake was made by mother
She says if 1t don't suit she'll make you another"
A great generous ball of cottage cheese was
In md IN how
with plenty Of tissue paper in the corners. Ac-
companyng it was the legend:
"If Esau had known of the cheese called cottage
He'd have traded for that instead of the pottage"
There were two generous loaves of bread, one OF
salt rising" the other yeast raised On card
were the lines:
Grandma says, when you were boy
And eating salt rising you never could stop;
But in case you tire of Che oldfashoned kind,
Here's another loaf, raised with the hop"
Packed about the loaves, and neatly wrapped,
each by itself in parchment paper were dozen
little individual butter pats nodded in the form of
a rose Myrtle wrote
Eve wonder If when you eat you'll mutter:
Aha That tastes like Old Home butterp"
The mince pie was concocted with immense care,
from the careful choosing and mixing of the In
gradients to the construction Of the fautless aky
crust just touched with the faintest hint of golden
brown. This was carefully packed between two
wooden plates, tied firmly together On the top
plate was written:
when is 1t true that mans mince pie7
Cannot you take the hint2
Why, mans Mint Spy of course you know
When he acts as a spy in the mint"
The duck was, of course, the chef doeuvre Of
the whole undertaking. When it was ready lying
on Its back, with its fat legs composed at its plump
sides, 1t surely did look appetlzing. The "Poet
Larat," as Tim called her, wrote the following:
mot porcine sucking, but nice fat duckllng
You draw for your Christmas dinner.
You neer saw q duck
That was nicer to pluck;
We hope you will vote him a winner"
Some beautiful red Brother Jonathan apples
were tucked in the corners, and glass Of elder
berry jelly. These were grandmas contribution,
and she wrote, in somewhat trembling hand, the
following note:
Dear Johnny:
"These apples came off from the tree where you
fell and broke your leg that time Do you re-
member? I wouldn't let them cut 1t down when
they cut the others. The elderberry jelly was
made from the elderberties that grow ON the
bushes by the old swimming hole.
MOTHER"
When everything was finished and the box
about ready to 60 there still remained two things
to be done One was to put in the oldfashioned
daguerreotype Of grandma, with Aunt Myrtle
(taken at siXteen) standing on one side of her,
and Uncle John the other. This had been
taken many years before for relative and had
been sent away and its existence forgotten. Myr-
tie had been named for her aunt, and she looked
very much as the latter had done at her age. Aunt
Myrtle had died at eighteen, so Myrtle never saw
her. The other thing to be inclosed was the anna
teur photograph of grandma and the present
Myrtle. She had posed in imitation Of the pose
in the early picture with her arm around grand
mas neck. The resemblance between her picture
and. that of Aunt Myrtle was almost startling.
When grandma looked at the two pictures to-
gether she shook her head:
DO / really look as old at that?" she sighed.
4 hate to send that to Johnny. I'm afraid 1t win