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Updated: June 5, 2025
Through this cloth the motion of the bees may be observed, without fearing their stings; and the hands may be protected by a thick pair of gloves. HODGE PODGE. Boil some slices of coarse beef in three quarts of water, and one of small beer. Skim it well, put in onions, carrots, turnips, celery, pepper and salt.
"I ate a plate of soup at lunch," he said, "and I feel it still." "You FEEL it!" "Yes," repeated Podge, rolling his eyes sideways in a pathetic fashion that he had, "I still feel it. I oughtn't to have eaten it. It was some sort of a bean soup, and of course it was full of nitrogen. I oughtn't to touch nitrogen," he added, shaking his head. "Not take any nitrogen?" I repeated.
"We'll have you set out!" screamed Podge, "like a piece of hale old willow, and you'll grow again!" Duff Salter frequently walked almost to her school with Podge Byerly, which was far down in the old city.
He's elegantly dressed, and has a nosegay in his hand." "Can't you entertain him, dear?" "I would be glad enough, but he asked in a very decided way for you." "For me?" Agnes looked distressed. "Yes; he said very distinctly, 'I called to pay my respects particularly to Miss Agnes to-night." Agnes left the room, and Duff Salter and Podge were again together.
Podge was sure he was suspicious the next night when she read on his tablets the rather imputative remark, "Is there anything demoralizing in teaching public schools?" She replied tartly, "Yes, stupid old visitors and parents!" "Excuse me!" he wrote; "I meant politicians." She replied in the same spirit as before, "I think politicians are divine!"
Three quarters of an hour before serving, put the steaks into a stewpan, and the vegetables over them. Stew them, and serve all together in a tureen. Another way of making a good hodge podge, is to stew a knuckle of veal and a scrag of mutton, with some vegetables, adding a bit of butter rolled in flour.
Podge Byerly was broken down and dangerously ill at her mother's little house. All of Agnes's callers had dropped off, and she felt that she could no longer worship, except as a show, at Van de Lear's church; but this deprivation only deepened Agnes's natural devotion.
The little teacher was pale and thin, and her eyes wore a saddened light. "I am very glad to see you again," said Duff Salter. "I wanted your forgiveness." Striking the centre of sympathy by these few words, the late deaf man saw Podge's throat agitated. "If you knew," he continued, "how often I accused myself since your illness, you would try to excuse me." After a little silence Podge said,
Podge thought to herself "This old man is dreadfully serious and suspicious sometimes."
"I fear I will surprise you again by my answer," said Duff Salter. "I once proposed marriage to a young girl on this very lawn. It was in the springtime of my life. We met at a picnic in a grove not far distant. She was a coquette, and forgot me." Podge said she must have time to know her heart.
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