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Updated: June 14, 2025
He was a lucky man and knew it, even though he were imitating the Spartan boy with an ice-cream freezer beneath his doublet frappéeing the region of his heart. They entertained at their red brick mausoleum of ancient greatness in an old square that is a cemetery of crumbled glory.
I certainly told you, Beatrice " "But, mama, you gave it to me the last thing, after the maids were in the wagon, and said you wouldn't wear it. There isn't room here for another thing. I feel like a slice of pressed chicken." "Auntie, I want some p'essed chicken. I'm hungry, auntie! I want some chicken and a cookie and I want some ice-cream."
Not only did he insist on sharing his dainties with me, offering me mocking-bird food or bread and milk in the most loving way, but he wished to share mine; ice-cream he delighted in, cake he was as fond of as any child, and candy he always begged for, though instead of eating it he hid it somewhere about the room, under my pillow, or between the leaves of a book, all sticky as it was from his mouth.
But he went through with the rest of it, for he felt it was the truest economy to get his money's worth, and the limp salad in bad oil and the ice-cream of sour milk made him feel that eating was a positive pain rather than a pleasure; and in this state of mind and body, drugged and disgusted, he lighted his pipe and walked slowly towards the club along Twenty-sixth Street.
A plump girl-cousin of my own age was visiting at my uncle's during the summer after I was 13. Once when we three were in the hay-loft a wave of lust rolled over me, but I made no proposal. Night and gaslight greatly increased my libido. On one occasion my aunt had gone to the village for ice-cream, and L. and I were left alone in the dining-room. I took her on my lap and had a powerful erection.
The men imparted largely a gloom to the itinerant concourse, most of them wearing hot, long black coats and having wilted their collars; the ladies relieving this gloom somewhat by the lighter tints of their garments; the spick-and-span little girls relieving it greatly by their white dresses and their faces, the latter bright with the hope of Sunday ice-cream; while the boys, experiencing some solace in that they were finally out where a person could at least scratch himself if he had to, yet oppressed by the decorous necessities of the day, marched along, furtively planning, behind imperturbably secretive countenances, various means for the later dispersal of an odious monotony.
You know about this Premix Company, don't you?" "Vaguely. They manufacture ready-mixed pancake flour, and ready-mixed ice-cream and pudding powders, and this dehydrated vegetable soup pour on hot water, stir, and serve don't they? My colored boy, Buck, got some of the soup, once, for an experiment. We unanimously voted not to try it again."
"Wanted to spoil the ice-cream and chocolate layer-cakes!" cried Jessie. "Oh, how mean!" "It served him right, to put him on the freight train!" was Laura's comment. "I hope he was carried about fifty miles, and has to walk back." "He'll be trying another trick before we leave," said Roger. "We must keep our eyes open." "Isn't it a shame he can't be nice?" came from Jessie.
The choice of good things was quite bewildering, and little Hilary Jervis was reported to have reverted twice over from coffee to lemonade, and to have eaten an ice-cream and a ham sandwich in alternate bites.
"The party" happened to be the ice-cream, and Brother and Sister watched eagerly as the delivery boy carried the heavy wooden tub in which the cream was packed, up the back steps. "Going to have a party?" he smiled at them as he came back to his wagon. "Have a good time!"
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