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Updated: June 8, 2025
I had to chop it out with a hatchet. Your coffee-kettle was full to the spout with old grounds, and you left a ham of meat lying flat on the floor, and the flour-barrel was open for the hens to nest in." "So you was there, too," said Henley. "I thought Pomp done it." "Pomp? He's a man, if he is black," the girl sniffed.
Going quickly to the beach, I found the shell of an immense clam, with which I returned, and using it as a scoop, or shovel, removed two or three bushels of sand, when a moist stratum was reached, and my clam- shovel struck the chime of a flour-barrel. In my joy I called to Saddles, for I knew our parched throats would soon be relieved.
Two large spoons. One small one. Nest of wooden boxes for rice, tapioca, &c. Wooden pails for graham and corn meal. Chopping-tray. Water-pail. Scrubbing-pail. Wooden cover for flour-barrel. One board for cutting bread. One partitioned knife-box. One pair of scales. One two-gallon pot with steamer to fit. One three-gallon soup-pot with close-fitting cover.
"I have about given up," Eva would reply. "I guess Jim will have to roost on a flour-barrel at Munsey's store the rest of his days; but as long as he belongs to me, it don't make so much difference." Eva had taken up an agency for a cosmetic which was manufactured by a woman in Rowe.
The noise startled Frisky Squirrel and he fell right off the shelf, backwards, and landed plump in the flour-barrel. He was nearly smothered. And he was frightened, too. But he managed to scramble out again. And you should have seen the white streak that went shooting across the kitchen floor, out the door, and away. It was Frisky Squirrel, of course, covered with flour.
A part of the assortment of children's stockings was under a blanket on a shelf, a part in a tin ginger-snap box, the rest heaped like a nest of black-cotton snakes upon a flour-barrel which was surrounded by brooms, Norwegian Bibles, dried cod for ludfisk, boxes of apricots, and a pair and a half of lumbermen's rubber-footed boots.
This done, by way of expediting matters, according to the custom of people in a hurry, he kept in continual bustle, shifting from chair to chair, popping his head out of every window, and stumping up and downstairs with his wooden leg in such brisk and incessant motion, that, as we are informed by an authentic historian of the times, the continual clatter bore no small resemblance to the music of a cooper hooping a flour-barrel.
While they were in a quandary, a white head popped above a gangway forward and a voice sang out: "I'll get you out of the hole for a consideration." "Who the deuce are you? Where did you spring from?" cried the skipper. "A stowaway, a flour-barrel. I'll parade as the dead man's substitute for ten dollars and a square meal."
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