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Updated: June 1, 2025
If you want I mean, if you don't want croup, it will teach you how not to get it. Crumpets all about them. Crullers I'm sure you don't know what a cruller is, Frank. 'No, I don't. 'Neither do I. But I could look it up and learn. Here it is paragraph 2847. It is a sort of pancake, you see. That's how you learn things. Frank Crosse took the book and dropped it.
Though his back was toward the island during the entire cruise, he knew that land was near fully a minute and a half before reaching it by the presence of several grasshoppers kicking vainly in the surf. But what particularly attracted his attention as indicating the presence of human life upon the island was part of a cruller bobbing near the shore.
"With all due regard to Wilbur's feelings I must say that the agent of our company is a dog. He had the nerve to come up to us girls and want us to beat it up and down Broadway with signs boosting the show on our backs. A doll would stand a swell chance in Jack's with a big sign reading, 'Go see 'The Abused Cruller' at the Folly' on her vertebrae, now wouldn't she?
I don't care to go back just for the dog." "Nor I," added Giant. "Let us take him along and bring him back with us when we come." "If he'll stay with us," came from Whopper. "He may -if we feed him well," answered the doctor's son. They let the dog have another cruller and the heads of the fish, and the animal made a meal of them.
Aunt Miriam was in high tide of business over a pot of boiling lard, and the enormous bread-tray by the side of the fire was half full of very tempting light-brown cruller, which however were little more than a kind of sweet bread for the workmen. In the bustle of putting in and taking out aunt Miriam could give her visitor but a word and a look.
In its season only can any of these devotional delicacies be had; but there is a species of cruller, fried in oil, which has all seasons for its own. In the winter, the whole city appears to abandon herself to cooking for the public, till she threatens to hopelessly disorder the law of demand and supply. There are, to begin with, the caffe and restaurants of every class.
"Yes uncle Rolf has let the farm only think of it! he has let the farm to that Didenhover." "Didenhover!" "For two years." "Did you tell him what you knew about him?" "Yes, but it was too late the mischief was done." Aunt Miriam went on skimming out her cruller with a very grave face. "How came your uncle to do so without learning about him first?"
"Yes, yes," Billy replied through a mouthful of cruller, hot enough to make an ordinary man groan with pain. "Yes, yes; I've come off t' see the doin's." "Well, there is considerable goin's on," Mark nodded, and calmly helped himself to a cake that was still sizzling; "there don't seem t' be no signs of lettin' up on us!"
They all laughed when Wallace asked for the rat-trap's delight; and when Lloyd dropped a cruller on the floor and thumped his heel to show its weight; and when Wallace said: "Don't jam or jar Miss Monroe, Jesse!"
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