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"Butter before buttercups, young man," responded Helen, primly. "We must wait for Ruth to er wash the butter, is it?" "Yes," said her friend, seriously, opening the churn and beginning to ladle out the now yellow butter into a wooden bowl. "May I assist at the butter's toilet?" queried Tom, grinning.
Half the mischief in the world's done by talking about things." She hurried out to the vehicle and planted her contribution beside the bundle of wrappings. "That there butter's for the children at the Home, Jake. Don't forget to give it to them poor things. Like as not they give 'em lard or someth'n'." "Davy!" she called to the young man on the front seat. "What, maw?"
Put them right into the fireplace, and light them to boil the kettle." "All right; and O Sara! do let's have some crisp fried potatoes with our herring: this work has made me as hungry as a black bear!" "Yes, yes, do, Sara!" cried Molly, hopping up and down. "And some molasses on our bread too; the butter's all gone." "Well, Molly, you'll have to slice the potatoes then."
Living's living, and bread and butter's bread and butter!" But, of course, Angelina's heart was bursting with affection, and there had been, until Rose's arrival, no one upon whom she might bestow it. Rose might seem to the ordinary observer somewhat unresponsive.
They become lithified as it were and constitute the strata of the psychozoic stage' I told you the butter's at the spring. Will you leave me alone? That's the third page I've spoiled over psycho-what-you-call-it. Go on back and herd your goats, and for gracious sake, can that tulip-and-rose song! I hate it."
She began folding a napkin, and said: "Now reach yourself a bowl off the shelf yonder. The oatmeal's in that kettle on the stove and the milk is in the blue pitcher. If you want a piece of bread and butter, here's a new loaf just out of the oven, and the butter's in that brown crock."
The people won't have it. The Empire looks nice on the map, but when it comes to practical politics their bread and butter's in the home industries. There's a great principle at stake, Winter; I must say I envy you standing up for it under such favourable conditions.
"I ain't a-goin' to toast it," returned Ellen in a curt tone. "Hot bread an' melted butter's bad for folks, 'specially in the mornin'." Lucy smiled. "It never hurts me," she replied. "Nor me," put in her aunt quickly. "I don't give it a chance to. But whether or no, I don't have it. When you melt butter all up, you use twice as much, an' there ain't no use wastin' food."
"I declare," said Nancy, "it's a good thing to have friends, ain't it? I'll try and get some. Hollo? what's wanting? Mr. Van Brunt's calling you, Ellen." Ellen ran down. "The butter's come," said he. "Now, do you know what to do with it?" "Oh, yes," said Ellen, smiling; "Margery showed me nicely."
"Och, I just mean, SAY NOT? Can't you mebbe talk English wery good? We had such a foreigners at this HOtel a'ready. We had oncet one, he was from Phil'delphy and he didn't know what we meant right when we sayed, 'The butter's all any more. He'd ast like you, 'All what? Yes, he was that dumm! Och, well," she added consolingly, "people can't help fur their dispositions, that way!"
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