Epaminondas and His Auntie

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. One day she gave him a big piece of cake; nice, yellow, rich - gold cake. Epaminondas took it in his fist and held it all scrunched up tight, and came along home. By the time he got home there wasn't anything left but a fistful of crumbs. His Mammy said'what you got there, Epaminondas?' 'cake, Mammy,' said epaminondas.'cake!' said his Mammy. 'epaminondas, you ain't got the sense you was born with! That's no way to carry cake. The way to carry cake is to wrap it all up nice in some leaves and put it in your hat, and put your hat on your head, and come along home. You hear me, Epamlnondas?'