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Don't they look fine? One choc'late loaf, two caramel layers, and one white square one. Looks like a graveyard with them all set even in a row, doesn't it? There ought to be three frosting pans to lick." "I don't see a single any," remarked Allee, poking into every nook and cranny in hope of finding their treat. "I guess she licked them all herself."
"Them's the flowers," she explained, as she put the last-mentioned articles in their places. "Now it's all ready, except the choc'late." And waving an old tin coffeepot, whose nose was a thing of the past, she filled it at the faucet over the wooden sink, and put it down with a flourish at one end of the table.
The big man bent over the child clumsily and tried to raise his quivering chin. "Aw, now, Freddy," he coaxed, "wanna come out with me an' an' have a soda?" Freddy shook his head. "Buy ya some candy, too. Choc'late drops! An' how about one o' them li'l airyplane toys I seen in the window down the street? Huh? Or some marbles? Huh? Freddy, le's go buy out this here dinky li'l ole town.
Mose seated himself upon a corner of the table with the stiff leg for a brace and the good one swinging free, and folded his bare arms upon his heaving chest. "And that ain't all, Dick," he went on aggrievedly. "He went and cut down the order I give him for grub. That's something Ches never done not with me, anyway. Asked me asked me, what I wanted with so much choc'late.
"But I mean, Marm, that some are thin-shelled, some rough, some round, some peaked: a hen lays 'em just so all her life. Ever see a difference?" It is an open question. Then turning to the master of the house, "Do you like choc'late, Sir? Well, how you going to fix it when you haven't got any milk?
"Darn, Little One," he laughed, "you sure have got a sweet tooth you gobble that sugar like an Indian squaw eatin' choc'late candy!" At last the mare was saddled. Still holding to the rope, the Ramblin' Kid, without trying to get the filly to follow, moved over and opened the gate, giving it a push and swinging it wide.
Iv coorse there were th' usual riochous scenes in th' dhrug stores, where th' bibulous gathered at th' sody-wather counthers an' cillybrated th' victory in lemon, vanilla, an' choc'late, some iv thim keepin' it up till 9 o'clock, or aven later. 'Whin that comes about, me child, says I, 'ye may sheathe ye'er hat pins in ye'er millinary, f'r ye'll have as much right to vote as th' most ignorant man in th' ward.
"For, my senses! they're no stray lambs o' tenderfoot those 'twa bit lassies'!" mimicking Andrew's blowpipe. "They know how to take care of themselves in a pinch and of somebody else, too!... And and, see here, what I've brought you, honey, rolled in the blanket for him!" "Cake choc'late cake! C-coffee!" Una gasped feebly, confronted by the ghost of her everyday life.
"S-s-sh!" says I. "It's Old Home Day, and the lady is handin' out choc'late creams. Wait up; maybe it'll be your turn next." "But, see here, I don't understand," says he. "Who are these persons, and why " "Ah, say!" says I. "Ain't you got any sportin' blood? Besides, I don't know the answer myself." I could of kept that up just about one more round before I'd fell through a crack; but just as Mr.
And then you know, I ain't no general housework girl, anyways, I've always cooked before; but here I have to do everything, besides waitin' on a woman as isn't any sicker than what I be. If you knew the money she spends on choc'late creams and headache powders and the trashy novels she reads, you'd wonder she ain't even yellower than what she is."
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