Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1930-12-05

GRANNY'S
CARAWAY
SEED
COOKIES
"a sd WAazSl

\ FARY GORDON climbed upon
MI chair and began 70 haul
N1 things dozn fr0o the top
cupboard Shelt-dishss that
had belonged 70 her grznd-ochsr zr6
we're too precious for erery-dsy use.
he china vSs worth little. bur every
bit vas rs3ose1t Of that rich perSoc-
atty which had net every trial Ct
life brzTely and calmly. Grandmother
had beqUeathesi moze than her blue
eTeS and pink cheeks 70 Mari. And
IN this present trial % hers the little
woman gained strength and courage
from the mere touch Of the battered
blue teapot
Henry Gor5o1's sudden death had
left his family Of three with 10 ssSe,
save q small life insurance. NscsS-
sary expenses hSd taken the life In
sursnce mocey slmoSS TO the last do
lar Mary sOon found that there vas
10 work for her 10 do in q tiny han
LEI like Sidney Center. So she vas
preparing TO move into the next town.
: sood-siEed. busting place where q
steady. honest determined little WOE
an must certainly find once scrubbInE
10 do II nothing else
A few hours later Mary. her thir-
teen-year-old son, John, and her nine
year-old daughter. Helen rode TO town
on an old truck that carried every
article Of household furnishing they
possessed Granny1s old blue dishes
went in q basket. which Mary bore
tenderiy upon her knee
The small apartment OF four Rooms
which was their new home bore tie
dingy scars OF many coming and going
tenants. But Mary heated . boiler
full Of water and soon had everything
shining with soap and cleanliness.
When the children came home from
school thst first day they found pleas
ant cheer, some warmth. but very lit
tie food.
7 call this fne,- cried John He
was slim and pink-eheeked. an ugly.
honest youngSter with 8 dScordant
changing voice Mother, you're the
best ever. Isn't she, HelenF Mother,
I've been doing some hard thinking.
as well as studying, this afternoon
You've got to find something to do
that will let me help you I'm the man
OF the family, you know" John strut
ted about, sQuaring his shoulders in
a way that was intended to make his
mother smile. but only set her TO
crying.
For she could not tell her children
al this moment when a thousand
things were needed for the comfort
OF the tiny home that the old trouble
with her knee had developed again,
making it almost impossible for her TO
move about. How could she carry
buckets Of water, kneel upon hard
floors. climb upon stepladders in order
10 wash windowsi She was almost
as helpless as the one-legged hen
which John had tenderly insisted upon
bringing from his old home. Somebody
had given him a chicken with a frost
bitten leg. Instead Of consigning the
plump fowl to the kettle he had made
u brace for the useless leg and she
now found life so agreeable that she
was laying an egg every other day.
Very soon. son." she said. brush
Ing away her tears. iii get a job st
which you and Helen can both help
the. Wen begin tomorrow"
That night Mary lay awake Her
knee was painful. but even more pain
full were her milling thoughts. What
could she find to do in this big place
where she knew nobody? But some
money must come from somewhere, or
the children would have no food to-
In the early morning hours Mary
arose softly so as not TO disturb Hell
en, who slept beside her. Flashlight
n hand, she found her grandmother
title worn Bible. treasure even more
precious than the battered blue dishes.
shutting her eyes tight, she opened |
he book at random and placed her |
ingertip upon a passage. Grandmother |
rad always done this when in perplex- |
ty or trouble and often she had de- |
Haired that she had found an illumi. |
hating message. Opening her eyes, |
Nary now read with the aid OF the
iashlight the words upon which her
niger rested. They were: "And Han
iah made cakes" Pressed between the
,ages was small paper. folded. and
fellow with age. She opened it won
leringly. Written In faded brown ink
With a painstaking hand was a re
.ipe for caraway cookies.
Mary crept back TO bed. shiverlng.
'ut there was look Of hope on her
ired face. Well she remembered gran
ly's tasty cookies. The recipe had been
Missing long time In a moment she
vas sound asleep When she awakened
lext morning she felt more rested
han for weeks
swell. mother Have sou decided
, hat we're going To do to earn a liv.
NJ this winteri" demanded John as
hey sat eating th"ii makeshlft break.
uSt.
rive an idea. ,uu II appears to be
guud que IN lct you know about
I This uron When you get home from
ghuu'
That u"on when John entered the
.puauHi shr ha;fIcI him basket
'rar'. o.. i.n "a V.ih !. white towel.
SO f-r" 'H- 'Hshei with heat aud