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He tells exactly what the Malbaie farm can produce in a year; the record for the year of grace 1750 is "4 or 6 oxen; 25 sheep, 2 or 3 cows, 1200 pounds of pork, 1400 to 1500 pounds of butter, one barrel of lard," certainly not much to help a paternal government. The salmon fishery should be developed, says Coquart. Now the farmers get their own supply and nothing more.

Peter came in and sat with him in the dark, going over now and then to cover him, or to give him a drink, or to pick up the cage of mice which Jimmy insisted on having beside him and which constantly slipped off on to the floor. After a time Peter lighted the night-light, a bit of wick on a cork floating in a saucer of lard oil, and set it on the bedside table.

Then a second appeared in pursuit of the first. The larger one wavered into the radius of light once more. The perspiration rolled down the man's face. He half lifted the hat. "Pray, woman! Pray now!" he panted. "I guess I best get over by that lard oil light and go to work," breathed Mrs. Comstock. "The Lord knows this is all in prayer, but it's no time for words just now. Ready, Pete!

Then roll up the dough and cut into inch thick slices; lay in a well-buttered baking-pan and let bake in a hot oven until done. Hindoo Oyster Fritters. Boil large oysters in their liquor; season with salt, pepper and curry-powder. Let come to a boil; then drain, and spread the oysters with highly seasoned minced chicken. Dip them in a seasoned egg batter and fry in deep hot lard to a golden brown.

But you let one of these dead-in-earnest boys happen along, and the first thing you know he's persuaded the heiress that he loves her for herself alone or has eloped from town with an order for a car-load of lard. A lot of young men start off in business with an idea that they must arm themselves with the same sort of weapons that their competitors carry. There's nothing in it.

And my definition of philanthropy has always been, 'giving away something you don't want in order to get yourself advertised. Etienne is interesting. He is the only philanthropist I have even found who will eat lard instead of butter so as to save more for his philanthropy." Now his smile grew hard. "Don't dare to open your eyes, Altruism," he commanded.

Pole was in a third prayer, stumbling on and picking himself up, apparently unaware that he had passed the limit. This continued until the series of ejaculations which accompanied him waxed hotter little muffled shrieks of: "Oh! Deer Oh, Lard! When will he stop? Oh, mercy! Och! And me burrstin' to speak! Oh! what'll I do? I can't keep 't in! Pole! ye're kill'n me Oh, deer!

Salted shad are treated in the same way. All are better broiled. If in skins, prick them all over with a large darning-needle or fork; throw them into a saucepan of boiling water and boil for one minute. Take out, wipe dry, and lay in a hot frying-pan, in which has been melted a tablespoonful of hot lard or drippings. Turn often. As soon as brown they are done.

Then roll out as thin as paper; fold the dough and cut into round pieces; fry in deep hot lard to a golden brown. Serve hot with stewed chicken. Belgian Roast Lamb. Season 4 pounds of lamb with salt, pepper and lemon-juice; put in the dripping-pan with 2 small chopped onions, 1 bay-leaf, 2 sprigs of parsley and thyme; then pour over 1/2 cup of butter and dredge with flour.

Over a knoll, his tiny nose swaying in the air, and four short legs kicking the dust into clouds, skurried a small pig, coated from head to tail with lard. Deftly he slipped for his life through many youthful hands stretched out to grasp him, and time and again he wriggled from under a small boy crouched to stop his progress.