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“Now for the cake,” said Mas’r George, when the activity of the griddle de- partment had somewhat subsided; and, with that, the youngster flourished a large knife over the article in question. “La bless you, Mas’r George!” said Aunt Chloe, with earnestness, catching his arm, “you wouldn’t be for cuttin’ it wid dat ar great heavy knife! Smash all down-spile all de pretty rise of it. Here, I’ve got a thin old knife, I keeps sharp a purpose. Dar now, see! comes apart light as a feather! Now eat away-you won’t get anything to beat dat ar.” “Tom Lincon says,” said George, speaking with his mouth full, “that their Jinny is a better cook than you.” “Dem Lincons an’t much ‘count, no way!” said Aunt Chloe, contemptuously; “I mean, set alongside our folks. They’s ‘spectable folks enough in a kinder plain way; but as to gettin’ up anything in style, they don’t begin to have a notion on’t. Set Mas’r Lincon, now, alongside Mas’r Shelby! Good Lor! and Missis Lincon,- can she kinder sweep it into a room like my mississ-so kinder splendid, yer know! O, go ‘way! don’t tell me nothin’ of dem Lincons!”- and Aunt Chloe tossed her head as one who hoped she did know something of the world. “Well, though, I’ve heard you say,” said George, “that Jinny was a pretty fair cook.” “So I did,” said Aunt Chloe,- ‘I may say dat. Good, plain, common cookin’, Jinny’ll do;- make a good pone o’ bread,- bile her taters far,- her corn cakes isn’t |
