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Updated: June 15, 2025
The bread's everything; I'm nothing. I'm not asked to do or to be. I may exist or not; there will be bread all the same. I see my remark pains you, but I can't help it. You've never tried the thing. You've never encountered the mild contempt that people in ease pay to those who pursue the 'industries. You've never suffered the condescension of rank to the ranks.
Poyser," said Adam; "a drink o' whey's allays a treat to me. I'd rather have it than beer any day." "Aye, aye," said Mrs. Poyser, reaching a small white basin that stood on the shelf, and dipping it into the whey-tub, "the smell o' bread's sweet t' everybody but the baker. The Miss Irwines allays say, 'Oh, Mrs.
The girl made a little gesture of pain, and then stepped softly over and, kneeling, looked into Throng's face. The lips were moving. "Dad," she said, "are you asleep?" "I be a durn fool, I be," he said in a whisper, and then he began to cough. She took his' hands. They were cold, and she rubbed them softly. "I feel so a'mighty holler," he said, gasping, "an' that bread's sour agin."
"Since the unions got in here I've had nothing but trouble," he said. "I've tried to do my duty by my people, God knows. But they won't see which side their bread's buttered on. They oppose me at every step, they vote against their own interests. Some years ago they put up a job on us, and sent a scatter-brained radical to the legislature." "Krebs." "Do you know him?" "Slightly.
"Hard Bread's," an odd name for a hotel, was so called because the old widower that kept the place fed his patrons on hardtack three times a day. I found that my wife had not fared any better than I had on the trail, and in fact not so well. The floor of the cabin that is, the hotel was a great deal harder than the sand spit where I had passed the night.
"Gives the stomach something to work at, and prevents it grinding on the nerves," said Jim. "But surely you don't want to keep your stomach always full and heavy." "I do, my boy. I do. It needs keeping solid. I'm losing life, if I don't. I tell you I'm losing life. Let me put something inside me." "I don't believe bread's any use." During breakfast Jim talked about the future of the world.
For dessert there were the most fragrant red raspberries conceivable, with golden sponge cake. The colored man who served the table seemed to enjoy himself immensely. He condescended to make suggestions as he moved about. "A little mo' of the cold ham, Cap'n?" or, "I 'membah you like the sparrograss, Mis' Marian," he murmured. "The co'n bread's extra fine, Mis'" to Sylvia.
But when I sees a man butter his bread carefully knife steady butter thick, and hungry fellows looking on and licking chops mothers stopping their brats 'See, child respectable man how thick his bread's buttered! pull off your hat to him: When I sees that, my heart warms: there's the true man of the world augh!"
The Colonel laughed scoffingly. "Well, when Milton K. Rogers don't know which side his bread's buttered on! I don't understand," he added thoughtfully, "how he's always letting it fall on the buttered side. But such a man as that is sure to have a screw loose in him somewhere." Mrs. Lapham sat discomfited.
There's that button-hole done. Sus. I'll take it to old Nathan. It'll be a chop a-piece. It's wonderful what a chop can do to hearten you up. Mat. I don't think we ought to buy chops, dear. We must be content with bread, I think. Sus. Bread, indeed! Mat. Well, it's something to eat. Sus. Do you call it eatin' when you see a dog polishin' a bone? Mat. Bread's very good with a cup of tea. Sus.
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