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"Well, dears, you can; only be quiet, and let Rose go and take her iron and be made tidy, and then we will see what we can find for supper," said the old lady as she trotted away, followed by a volley of directions for the approaching feast. "Marmalade for me, auntie." "Plenty of plum-cake, please." "Tell Debby to trot out the baked pears." "I'm your man for lemon-pie, ma'am."
Tattle begged she would do her the honour to walk in and see "Pretty Poll," at the same time taking the liberty to offer her a piece of iced plum-cake. The next day Mrs. Theresa Tattle did herself the honour to wait upon Mrs. Montague, "to apologize for the liberty she taken in inviting Mrs.
Ducats and doubloons, princesses and plum-cake, swords awave and cannon blazing, great galleons with crimson sails no wonder that they were smiling in their sleep when George Dunkin held a lantern over the bunk at the change of the watch. The day came in dark with fog, which changed a little after noon to driving scud.
She lives very near us, and always gives me plum-cake when I go there with messages from mother." "Ah, she does!" exclaimed Kent, as though greatly struck and charmed by the idea. "Well, Mr. James Cooper, I have written some verses in her honor, hoping I might offer them to her here this afternoon. I'll read them to you." "She's indoors," said the boy. "I saw her come." "Quite so.
"Did you enjoy your walk, sir?" asked Mr. Kettering, while the trim servant, waiting at table with the same solemn gravity as before, put before him a huge cup of very strong tea, of which no milk or sugar could alleviate the astringency. He now found he was expected to eat large quantities of boiled fish, plum-cake and sweets; and Mrs.
There were no vegetables at that feast, and instead of bread they had cakes of hard deer's-fat, with scraps of suet toasted brown intermixed a species of plum-cake, which was greatly relished by the visitors. At the last, when repletion seemed imminent, they finished off with marrow bones. With these they trifled far on into the night.
We do, indeed, learn something new from them; for instance, that Gervinus made it known to the world how and why Goethe was no dramatic genius; that, in the second part of Faust, he had only produced a world of phantoms and of symbols; that Wallenstein is a Macbeth as well as a Hamlet; that the Straussian reader extracts the short stories out of the Wanderjahre "much as naughty children pick the raisins and almonds out of a tough plum-cake"; that no complete effect can be produced on the stage without the forcible element, and that Schiller emerged from Kant as from a cold-water cure.
I want one thing; they want another. Whose duty is it to give way?" She looked at Tom as she spoke, but Tom swung her feet to and fro, and went on munching plum-cake and staring into space with imperturbable unconsciousness. Bertha called her sharply to attention. "Tom! answer, can't you? I was speaking to you." "Rather not, my dear. Ask someone else; some wise old Solomon who has had experience."
"Cheer 'em up a bit!" he hinted to my Lady. "Cake!" my Lady muttered to herself with great decision, crossing the room and opening a cupboard, from which she presently returned with two slices of plum-cake. "Eat, and don't cry!" were her short and simple orders: and the poor children sat down side by side, but seemed in no mood for eating.
"I dreamt about crocodiles," Harriet averred. "A crocodile's a reptile," said Beth, "and a reptile is trouble and an enemy. You always dream nasty things; I expect it's your inside." "What's that to do wi' it?" said Harriet. "Everything," said Beth. "Don't you know the stuff that dreams are made of? Pickles, pork, and plum-cake."
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