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"It certainly is not a public way, Monsieur le Comte," replied Leonard. "Then what do these ladies mean by using this road?" "Bless me, Monsieur le Comte, it is so long since any of the owners have been at Reuilly! These ladies mean no harm by passing through your woods; and sometimes they even stop at the chateau while my wife gives them fresh milk.
Jane went to the pantry and returned with two thick slices of "war cake" and a tumbler of creamy milk. "This is the sort of cake you liked so much the other day," she said, putting it upon the table. "It's somethin' amazin' how it keeps moist. I s'pose it's the apple sauce in it." She watched him while he broke it listlessly into fragments. It was obvious that he was not hungry.
They wor axed to take the dry cow and any other part of the property they might think proper, but, 'for God's sake! said the boy, 'as my poor mother is only risin' out of her illness, lave us the cow that can give her the drop of milk; the black water will kill her if you don't. But no, this they wouldn't do; but what did they do?
Is there food there, are there houses there, is there milk for children and synagogues in which to pray? There is everything one desires, he says. So the questions rise and the answers come curious child answers. But why is he so pale and worn if the country whence he comes is so remarkable? Ah, because he was lonely. All who are in this country are like him lonely for the homes they left so soon.
Phoebe was sloshing around upon the flooded floor of her milk-house, with her skirts tucked up and her indignation growing greater as she gave it utterance, rescuing her pans of milk and her jars of cream. Evadna, upon the top step, sat with her feet tucked up under her as if she feared an instant inundation.
The barns were large; a forge stood under an open shed indescribably littered with scrap iron and fragments of all sorts; saddles hung suspended by the horn or one stirrup; bright milk pails sunned bottom-up on fence posts; a dozen horses cropped in a small enclosed pasture or dozed beneath one or another of the magnificent and spreading live-oak trees.
He used, over his bread and milk, to deliver solemn and serious aphorisms, translated from the vernacular into the English, that made his Mamma jump and vow that Tods must go Home next hot weather.
We commonly eat it raw, although in its raw state it is peculiarly indigestible, and in the only cooked form familiarly known among us here, that of Welsh rabbit or rare-bit, it is too often rendered still more indigestible, though this need not be the case. Cream-cheese is the richest form, but keeps less well than that of milk.
Sit down, young ladies, and Patty will get you a glass o' milk. 'And how is your sister gettin' on over the sea? asked Patty, when she had brought the milk and taken a seat opposite her visitors. 'Deb and me often wonders of her, and how she be likin' it. 'Oh, she is all right very busy, making us send our money out to invest in a gold-mine. 'To buy a gold-mine! ejaculated Deb.
"I know pumpkin pies have milk in 'em," said Cephas; "an' I tell you I ain't goin' to have anything of an animal nature in 'em. I've been studyin' into it, an' thinkin' of it, an' I've made up my mind that I've made a mistake along back, an' we've ate too much animal food.
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