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De reason I get idea like dat, is this way: When I'm be little boy and sit in de kitchen and see my mudder bake de bread, and boil de puddin', and rost de meat, I'm say to myself, many time, 'Ovide, you can do little easy ting like dat, just so well as she can. I'm ax my mudder, too, many time to let me try and mak de dinner, but she laugh loud and say, 'Ovide, you just lak all de boys and lots of men too, for dey all tink dat it's just so easy for de woman to cook de food as it is for dem to eat it. And den she laugh some more, and say dat all de men tink dat what de womans do is noting at all."
And besides, my lady and y'r 'onours, the famous steak-and-kidney puddin' o' the 'Rising Sun' must be boiled to a bubble or it's dummacked. If one got spiled, the news 'ud run down to Chester and up to London in no time, and the 'Red Lion' 'ud get all my customers.
"That's what the Germans say when they surrender, ain't it? I give in, Maud. You can shoot me against a stone wall, if you want to, only give me my frozen puddin' first. It ain't so much that I like the puddin'," he explained to Mrs. Armstrong, "but I never can make out whether it's flavored with tansy or spearmint.
"There's to be a puddin' made the morn, Leeby. Ou, ay, a' thing points to that; an' we're very sure there's nae puddins at the lawyer's on the Sabbath onless they hae company." "I dinna ken wha they can hae, if it be na that brither o' the wife's 'at bides oot by Aberdeen." "Na, it's no him, Leeby; na, na. He's no weel to do, an' they wouldna be buyin' cream for 'im."
Open un an' we'll see." An investigation of its contents revealed a couple of pounds of sugar, some currants, raisins and a small can of butter. "Santa Claus were wantin' us t' have a plum puddin' I'm thinkin'," said Mrs. Gray, as she examined each article and showed it to Emily. "An' we're t' have sugar for th' tea and butter for th' bread. But th' puddin's not t' get all th' raisins.
If Sarah Ma'sh, she that was a Harrison, and married Methuel, hasn't got gumption enough to bile her own plum puddin', I 'most feel as if she'd ought to go without. Though I don't know as that's real Christian in me." "Dear Mrs. Benton, I wish everybody was as sincere a Christian as you are." In her surprise, Aunt Sally tipped her rocker so far back that she just escaped upset.
But if he wor short o' wits when he gan up, he wor mich shorter when he cam down. That wor a rum skit! now I think on 't. Sich a seet he wor! He came by here six o'clock i' th' mornin. I found him hangin ower t' yard gate theer, as white an slamp as a puddin cloth oop on eend; an I browt him in, an was for gien him soom tay. An yor aunt, she gien him a warld o' good advice about his gooins on.
It beats all how she's takin' up with them people, and them with her. She's even bought lumber with her own money to help some of 'em build." "She's got a heart like a dove," he sighed. "As soft as a puddin'," Mrs. Chadron nodded. "But I never could git to it." Banjo sighed again. Mrs. Chadron shook her head, with an expression of sadness for his failure which was deeper than any words she knew.
As I glanced at his flour-bedecked arms, he said, "Oh, yes, I'm find de raisin, and de curran, and de peel, and lots powder, dat makes de flour come big, and I'm mix dem all together when you come in, and we going to have fine Creesmis puddin' sure.
The monotonous cry of these men certainly sounds more like "glass puddin'," than the words they intend to utter. "Now," said Dick, "where shall we go?" "I should like to see Central Park," said Frank. "Is it far off?" "It is about a mile and a half from here," said Dick. "This is Twenty-ninth Street, and the Park begins at Fifty-ninth Street."
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