Judge — November 29, 1902 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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vF AN OVERSIGHT. 4¢MY DEAR,” said M Mrs. Bloo- grass to her husband, “T want you to invite your bachelor friends to eat Thanksgiving dinner with us,” “Tshall be glad to do,” said Mr. Bloo- grass, “and no doubt, they will one and all be delighted to come. But you know the old boys, and how they all have a constant desire to return some of our hospitality. They say it embar- rasses them to be cun- stantly invited to din- ners with us and nev- er given a chance to reciprocate.” “TL have it!" ex- claimed the lady. “ Why not suggest to each of them that he bring a small contri- bution to the dinner in the shape of one of the ingredients for the pumpkin pie? We uv cord-wood is more dan me nerves kin stand. will call it a partner- ship pie, for they shall furnish the materials, while I will go into the kitchen and bake it.” Mr. Bloograss said this was just the thing, and sat down and wrote the invitations, urging each of the old boys to be sure and come; and outlined the pie scheme in detail. Major Goar was the first to arrive on Thanksgiving day. He paid his choicest compliments to the hostess, and then drew from his pocket a long, dark flask, with the remark, « My deah lady, hyuh is some o' the fines’ brandy that evah touched the lips o’ man, It is an heirloom in my family, and. assuah yo’ that it would nevah go‘out o' the family's keeping except on an occasion such as this. It isa vital part o' the pumpkin pie.” Mrs. Bloograss thanked him in her happiest manner, and just then =a eee A HARD PROBLEM. ; pT Tommy Ror—' I'm hungry, all right enough; but ter walk up ter dat door between dem two rows ‘he grandest brandy Colonel Hosstrott came in. He carried a package which he unwrapped with great solemnity, disclosing a bottle of brandy. “My contribution for the pie,” he said. “A bottle of the rich- est brandy that ever was seen in the grand old state of Kentucky. It will drive the skel- eton from the feast and paint pictures on | | the brain of man when | it comes to us in the |). guise of that pumpkin j| le which is. to be ' | formed by the fair hands of our charm- | Ing hostess.” Mrs. Bloograss thanked the colonel very effusively. Old General Thundah was the next arrival. “Hyuh Tam!" - = he cried, * an’ hyuh's my paht o' the great an’ only pie—a pint-o’ i that evah coursed its happy way adown the delighted throat of a true Kentuckian. It is paht o' a quantity o' the liquor that has been cherished in mah family since mah father was a child. On none but an occasion such as this would a drop o' it be puh- mitted to be tasted by an outsidah.” Before Mrs. Bloograss could think of something to say to him in came Captain Shootser and Judge Sorghum, each bearing carefully a neatly-tied parcel. They began in unison, «* Here is some of the finest brandy that ever" Then they stopped. They looked at the three bottles which already stood upon the table; they looked at Mrs. Bloo- grass; they looked at each other. A deep and impressive silence fell upon them all. It was broken by the general, who remarked, “Gentlemen, I move that a committee of five be appointed to go out an’ forage fo’ a pumpkin.” Le) THE VEGETARIAN’S THANKSGIVING DREAM.