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Title: Andiron tales
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Bangs, John Kendrick, 1862-1922
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Publisher: Philadelphia : Winston
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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had a perfectly lovely time until about an hourbefore it was time to return, when we encountered a huge Giantnamed Skihigh—and my, how hungry he was ! He was hungrierthan Leftys friend, who went into a restaurant and ordered Thirty-seven pounds of cake, Sixty-four lamb chops,Eighteen portions of beefsteak, Forty ginger pops;Seventeen vanilla puffs, Twenty fresh-caught dabs,Thirty-eight rich raisin duffs, Ninety soft-shell crabs. Let those go for course the first; Let the second beShrimps and oysters till I burst, Thirteen quarts of tea.Then a dozen sugared hams, One small cabbage head,Ninety dozen pinky clams, Sixty loaves of bread. Seven quarts of French canned pease, And a pound or twoOf your Gorgonzola cheese For my lunch will do.Then the waiter standing by In the usual wayAsked him: Wont you also try Our hot mince todav? I dont want to interrupt, said Tom, but it seems to me thatman must have been awful rich. No, he wasnt, returned Lefty. He was going to eat the 20 Andiron Tales
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AND then die without paying for it. dinner, you know, and then die without paying for it. He wasnta very good man. The Story of Ebenezer 21 No, remarked the story-teller. But he was a very hungryman, in which respect he was just like the Giant I am trying to tellyou about. And my, how the Giant roared with glee when he caughtsight of Ebenezer. Good! he cried, thats just what I wanted for my lunch. Anice fat boy. Then he reached down, said the Righthandiron, and grabbedEbenezer by the arm, and was about to eat him just as he would apiece of asparagus, when Lefty here cried out: Avast there, Skihigh! That isnt a nice fat boy. That isonly a miserable Weasel. Pah! said Skihigh, with a face such as you put on when youtake a horrid tasting medicine. Pah! I cant eat Weasels. And with that he put Ebenezer down on the road again andwas about to walk along about his business when what did thatfoolish little Ebenezer do but up and deny that he was a Weasel! Im not a Weasel, he yelled. And I am a

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