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"Concealment was no longer possible," pursued Patty, warming to her subject. "I threw myself upon her mercy and confessed the whole damning truth. What kind of ice-cream is that?" she demanded, leaning forward and gazing anxiously after a passing maid. "Don't tell me they're giving us raspberry again!" "No; it's vanilla. Go on, Patty." "Well, where was I?" "You'd just told her the truth."

Everybody, girl or boy, who wants Uncle Moses to be constable must take a cranberry out one basket and drop it into the other; and those who don't drop cranberries can't have ice-cream!" Squire Pettijohn had come in a case of general town interest as this seemed to be it was important the great man should be present and it was he who cried so loudly: "Hear!

Miss Mattie Ford, the society editor of the Ozone, was at her wittiest during the food-consumption, and a discussion of Roosevelt and the co-operative creamery engaged some of the brightest minds in Lipsittsville. Father, listening entranced, whispered to Mother, as he passed her with his tray of ice-cream, "I guess Harris don't hear any bright talk like this in Saserkopee. Look at him.

"Well," said Mollie as they climbed on to the dock, "we surely did have some excitement, but we didn't get what we started out for after all." "What's that?" asked Grace, as she tied the ribbon round her candy box and adjusted her hat at a more becoming angle. "Ice-cream and a drink of ice water," said Mollie ruefully. "I've just remembered that I am dying of thirst."

We sauntered through the markets and criticised the fearful and wonderful costumes from the back country; examined the populace as far as eyes could do it; and closed the entertainment with an ice-cream debauch. We do not get ice-cream every where, and so, when we do, we are apt to dissipate to excess.

"Function" itself had turned out to be one of her most useful words since it got by Ed Martin and, at the same time, lent the reported affair a certain distinguished air. It was at a function an ice-cream festival given by the Presbyterian ladies on Mrs. Paul Bonner's lawn that Missy met Archie Briggs.

"I'll save it for you," promised Bob. "I'll look for you to-morrow. Get your tickets your tickets for the merry-go-round!" he cried, as a new crowd surged up to get on. "May we have some pop corn?" asked Freddie, when told there were to be no more rides that day. "And ice-cream?" added Flossie. "Dear me!" laughed Mr. Bobbsey, "I don't know which will be worse for you. Let's look about a bit."

Poor Annie! thy last earthly wish, a simple glass of ice-cream, was denied thee and why?

We found it illuminated with Chinese lanterns; and little tables set about under the trees, laden with cake and ice-cream, offered a chance to the stranger to contribute money for the benefit of the Presbyterian Church. I am afraid it was not a profitable entertainment, for the men seemed to have business elsewhere, but the ladies about the tables made charming groups in the lighted grove.

This is also very nice put in a border mould, the centre filled with whipped cream. Roman Punch Jellies. These require stiff paper cases of any of the ornamental kinds used for ice-cream, but they must not flare. Make some maraschino or wine jelly. When it begins to set, pour the jelly into the cases, which must be on ice, so that half the fluid jelly may set before it has time to soak the case.

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