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Updated: June 8, 2025
"I never knew how I loved that dear little bundle of fuzz and flesh till I thought she was dead! Oh, I am so glad she will live that I don't care if I ever eat again or not!" Still holding the precious letter, Polly turned back to look at the barn where the object of her love was lapping up the gruel. Mrs.
Nancy had forgotten to hang on a pot of water for the dishes; so, after putting away the eatables in the buttery, while the water was heating, Ellen warmed some gruel, and carried it, with a plate of biscuit, upstairs to her aunt. But Miss Fortune said she was tired of gruel, and couldn't eat it; she must have some milk porridge; and she gave Ellen very particular directions how to make it.
She believes he thought his daughter unacquainted with the effects of the powder; that the prisoner during his illness kept him company and directed everything for him as for herself; the prisoner knew her father was ill on Monday and Tuesday nights, but would not take upon her to say that she knew what was the cause of it, but she knew that the charwoman had been ill on the Wednesday morning before she told the witness that the old water gruel would serve for her father.
Just as he sat down to a basin of gruel, Mrs. Batty admitted a boy who brought him a message. 'Mother sent me round, Mr. Bird, said the messenger, 'and she wants to know if you could just come and see her; it's something about father. He had some work to do, but he hasn't come home to do it.
Uttering imprecations, Jack approached the Englishman, and dancing about the deck, cleared the ring for the coming combat. "Come on, you green-horn, and take your gruel. Here's the best man on the river for you. You'll find him real grit." The stranger sat still, said he was not a fighting man, and did not want to quarrel with anybody.
It was Barney, too worried to sleep, surreptitiously come to the tiny captive's fruit-box cradle, and gently urging the wee bronze man to eat of some gruel prepared at that silent hour of the darkness. He was willing that Moody should have the credit of taking good care of the motherless baby, if only the child could be made a little more happy.
It's something new, picturesque negroes, Southern belles, old-time manners. You cannot afford to neglect it." "I don't see the fun of being yanked all over the United States in the middle of August." "You want shaking up. You've been drawing seashores with one figure in them till your pictures all look like well, like Lamont and water." "That's better," Forbes retorted, "than Benson and gruel."
Morris, too, While Memory survives, she'll dream of you; And Mr. Woodhouse, with abstemious lip, Must thin, but not too thin, the gruel sip; Miss Bates, our idol, though the village bore, And Mrs. Elton, ardent to explore; While the clear style flows on without pretence, With unstained purity, and unmatched sense."
I'm dying for the breast." This was almost too absurd; but I gravely observed, "That it was all very true, but unfortunately his mother had died in childbirth, and the only remedy was to bring him up by hand." He agreed with me. I desired the nurse to make some gruel with brandy, and feed him; which she did, and he took the gruel just as if he were a baby.
A small quantity either of the boiled, or of the baked flour, or of the baked crumb of bread, ought to be made into food, in the same way as gruel is made, and should then be slightly sweetened, according to the state of the bowels, either with lump or with brown sugar. Baked flour sometimes produces constipation, when such is the case, Mr.
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