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He had cored large apples, and, with a concoction of beaten eggs, molasses, nuts and a bit of mint to flavor it, filled the gaps and baked them. The apples were soft and shiny when they came forth from the oven, and immediately, Cookee poured some melted sugar over them and allowed them to crystallize in the cold.
In the spare minutes between meals when he had to cook and serve food for more than fifty hungry men, Cookee had delighted in baking cookies of every conceivable shape. These were for the children.
Great secrecy and whispers were the result of that trip to town. And many hours, while the children were at school, Mrs. Starr and Mrs. Latimer were busy sewing. Finally, the great festival time arrived, and everyone wondered what sort of Christmas fun could be had out in the woods. The two ladies had spent several days in the kitchen showing Cookee some marvelous things!
As soon as Cookee gained his breath, which had been knocked out by the sudden fall, he explained. "The twins want to let the bear stay in this cabin and they'll sleep in the office. They want to sell him to the park and get a lot of money." "Shoot him, quick!" ordered Mr. Starr, seeing the wet nose of the bear appear at the opening again.
Me busy cookee," Sing Pete, who had been listening from the open doorway, jabbered and darted, frightened, back into the house. "Anyhow I'd kill him if he did," the Ramblin' Kid said softly; "no darned Chink can make love to a white woman, old, young or indifferent, in my presence an' live!"
The craft was perhaps forty feet long, but rather narrow, in order that it might pass easily through the chute of a dam. It was called the "wanigan." Billy Camp, his cookee, and his crew of two were now doomed to tribulation. The huge, unwieldy craft from that moment was to become possessed of the devil.
The occasion was far too solemn and moments too precious for anything so empty as words. But when the white piles of bread and the brown piles of turkey had for a second time vanished, and after the last pie had disappeared, there came a pause and hush of expectancy, whereupon the cook and cookee, each bearing aloft a huge, blazing pudding, came forth.
The Big Chief gave way at last, however, and told him that his late visitors were Christians, who, with two native teachers, had been sent from a distant island by a white chief named Williams, to try and persuade him and his people to burn their idols. "And are 'ee goin' to do it?" asked Jarwin. "No," replied the Chief, "but I am going to Raratonga to see Cookee Williams."
Pay double fares from Winnipeg to New York, then have everything in Oakwood torn to pieces, including the family, when the bears grow larger." "Oh, we'll only keep them while they are cute like puppy dogs, then we'll send them to the menagerie," replied Don. "Better turn them loose in the woods," said Cookee.
"Why, what's the matter with your hands, Pete?" cried Code, pointing. Ellinwood had removed his nippers, and the skin of his fingers and palms was a queer white and beginning to shred off as if immersed long in hot water. "By the Great Seine!" rumbled the mate, looking at his hands in consternation. Code made a trumpet of his hands. "Here, cookee, roll up a tub of that bait lively.
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