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The applemakers justified their extravagance cloves cost money, then as now by asserting a belief in clove apples as sovereign against mildew or moths which may have had a color of reason. The quince tree is the clown of the orchard, growing twisted and writhing, as though hating a straight line. Notwithstanding, its fruit, and the uses thereof, set the hall mark of housewifery.
Gaily did we pass the variegated banks of the river, swept up with a strong flood-tide, and at last arrived at a little island agreed upon as the site of the pic-nic. The company disembarked, and were busy looking for a convenient spot for their entertainment, Quince making a rapid escape from Winterbottom, the latter remaining on the bank.
The Captain of Finance is usually owned, Body and Soul, by the other Half of the Sketch. Even the Buckingham Palace manner and the Arctic Front cannot buffalo the idle Spectator into overlooking the fact that she belongs to the genus Quince. She may not be a Beaut, but it is She who stands at the main entrance to the Big Tent and tears off seat coupons.
We're strangers here, and we want to make a good impression, and show the public that we were born white, even if we do handle cattle for a living. Quince, tie up the horses for us, and after breakfast Bob and I will look over the herds and then ride into Fort Buford. Trout for breakfast? You don't mean it!" It was true, however, and our appetites did them justice.
Keep still a minute," he went on, as Nadia tried to interrupt him, "and listen to some real wisdom. Quince, you tell 'em." "They are, of course, very highly developed and extremely intelligent; but it should not be surprising that intelligence should manifest itself in ways quite baffling to us human beings, whose minds work so differently. They are, however ... well, peculiar."
Stewing quinces in a jar, and then squeezing them through a cheese cloth, is the best method of obtaining the juice; and in this case the cloth should first be dipped in boiling water, and then wrung out. QUINCE PUDDING. Scald six large quinces very tender, pare off the thin rind, and scrape them to a pulp.
"Can't see a thing under his nose," murmured the fair sleeper. "Celia!" said Mr. Quince, sharply. "Celia!" He took a hoe from the wall and prodded her gently with the handle. A singularly vicious expression marred the soft features, but that was all. "Ce-lia!" said the shoemaker, who feared sun-stroke. "Fancy if he had a moment's common sense," murmured Celia, drowsily, "and locked the door."
Now thee must act. Sukey may come in at any time. Or Tom. Oh!" in a despairing tone as the latch of the door leading into the main building clicked its warning. "'Tis too late. Why, 'tis Sally!" "Thee forgot the quince conserve, Peggy," said Sally trying vainly to act as though Peggy was alone. "Thy mother sent me for it. She told Sukey to come, but I jumped up and said that I would get it."
"I left it to him to choose mine. You'd better pick out a red one. And say, this hospital of ours is the real thing. It's the only one between Dodge and Ogalalla. This strange foreman wants to take stock in it. I wonder if that was what he meant by sawing off a little passel of cattle on Mr. Quince. Now, don't argue or ask foolish questions, but keep your eyes and ears open."
"The Lovell herds go through, and there's sixteen of them on the trail." "They're water-bound," said Dell, jumping at a conclusion. "Waterbound, your foot! The men and horses and cattle can all swim. Don't you remember Mr. Quince telling about rafting his wagon across swimming rivers? Waterbound, your grandmother! High water is nothing to those trail men." Dell was silenced.
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