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Civilization has added little to the number of vegetable or animal species grown in our fields or bred in our folds the cranberry and the wild grape being almost the only plants which the Anglo-American has reclaimed out of our most native flora and added to his harvests while, on the contrary, the subjugation of the inorganic forces, and the consequent extension of man's sway over, not the annual products of the earth only, but her substance and her springs of action, is almost entirely the work of highly refined and cultivated ages.
Saunders continued to talk of the weather, the fishing, and the cranberry crop until a customer came and gave them a chance to get away. "Slick! slick! slick!" commented Captain Eri, as they hurried along. "Blessed if he don't pretty nigh purr. I like a cat fust-rate, but I'm always suspicious of a cat-man. You know he's got claws, but you can't tell where he's goin' to use 'em.
Of these the first was Caleb Hammond, an elderly widower, and retired cranberry grower, whose wife had died fifteen years before and who had been "boarding around" in Wellmouth Centre and Trumet ever since. Caleb was fairly well-to-do and although he had the reputation of being somewhat "close" in many matters and "sot" in his ways, he was a respected member of society.
The Cranberry of this neighbourhood is precisely the Same Common to the united States, and is the production of boggy or mashey grounds..
Two long tables, each seating fourteen persons, were beautifully decorated with yellow crêpe-paper, favors, and large bunches of chrysanthemums in the center. The lights, too, were covered with yellow paper. "It's lovely!" cried Marjorie with delight. "And hockey season's over, so we can just eat and eat!" It was a typical Thanksgiving dinner, with turkey and brown gravy, and cranberry sauce.
Azuba dropped the precious paper and sprang to open the oven door. "Well!" she declared, "it's all right. 'Twas that cranberry pie, and 'twas only beginnin' to scorch. It's all right." "Glad to hear it. Now, say, Zuba, you take my advice; you're a practical, sensible woman, I always said so. Don't you get to be silly, at your age." It was an impolitic remark. Azuba bristled.
I want to be safe and sure. I expect you took notice of a young man in a bottle-green coat, no, a greenish-black coat, a-sittin' down by the door." "O, I don't know. Yes, I think I did. Was he the one? Did he find the money?" "Did you walk up Orange Street?" continued the old woman. "No, I mean Cranberry Street?" "O, dear, I don't know! Prudy, run, call Aunt Madge.
He said that slavery could not be treated as "only equal to the cranberry laws of Indiana;" that slaves could not be put "upon a par with onions and potatoes;" that to Douglas he supposed that the institution really "looked small," but that a great proportion of the American people regarded slavery as "a vast moral evil."
They'd had a good many cranberries on their bog that year and Hannah'd been cookin' 'em up fast so's they wouldn't spile. But one night she brings on a cranberry pie, and Kenelm turned up his nose at it. "'More of that everlastin' sour stuff! he snorts. 'I've et cranb'ries till my stomach's puckered up as if it worked with a gath'rin' string. Take it away! I don't want it!
"Splendid I do believe we're to have cranberry preserve at dinner." By standing on tiptoe he managed to reach and lift the heavy jar, and stood holding it, his face flushed with his exertions. "And now, little lady?" "Just stay there a moment and hold it carefully; I have to fetch something." And she hurried out. Klaus stood at the top of the ladder, holding the heavy jar. He looked round.
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