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VOL. XXXIX 



.AIAY 1, 1911 



BUCKWHEAT CAKES 



The cunsumption of buckwheat has fallen (jjf not less than thirty 

 ■ cent in the last Jive years, — Daily paper. 



BY MINNA IRVING . 



Who dares to say the buckwheat cake, 



All brown and feather-light, 

 And dripping golden nectar, tempts 



No more the appetite ? 

 Oh! not until the sun above 



Its azure vault forsakes, 

 Will sons and daughters of the free 



Renounce their buckwheat cakes. 



In twenty million homes to-day 



The seas of batter rise; 

 The smoke of countless griddles hot 



Ascend the morning skies; 

 And while the piled-up platters wait, 



A tireless army bakes, 

 For hungry legions, tons and tons 



Of toothsome buckwheat cakes. 



Though Scotland as the land o' cakes 



Is famous far and wide, 

 Lo! with America she must 



The title now divide; 

 While everybody round the board 



A second helping takes, 

 We hail our native country as 



The land of buckwheat cakes. 



Among the silver stars that stud 



The shield of Liberty, 

 Columbia should introduce 



The buckwheat and the bee. 

 Brin^ on the honey from the hive 



Behold ! the nation wakes 

 From Maine to California, 



And calls for buckwheat cakes. 



By courtesy of Leslie's Weekly. 

 Copyrighted 1<J11 by Leslie-Judge Company 



