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Identifier: americancookery19unse_0 (find matches)
Title: American cookery
Year: 1914 (1910s)
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Publisher: New York (etc.) : Whitney Publications (etc.)
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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Buy advertised Goods — do not accept substitutes71 The Silver Lining Maria Mak-ka Da Cake Pietro he geet marriedTo a girl-a much-a dark;She leeve down by riveriaWhere they mak the leetle park :So, today they set up house-keep :—(I suppose she not know bake)But Pietro say at supper:Maria she, jus mak-ka cake. Then I laugh inside a leetle,That that girlie she cood cooke;And I laugh some more at Pietro—She must make eet from a book—But when she—with haar all curly.And them eyes what much a take,(I feel shame to laugh a leetle)She breeng een tliat niuch-a cake. Santas, seeners I it was much-a,With eets top of chocolat;An she make between the piecesMuch-a more-a chocolat:
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Oh, Pietro he much inushaWith hees Maria for that bake,And me too, for I no everEat so good-a, much-a cake. Ralph Ravxor. Prof. Copeland of Harvard, as thestory goes, reproved his students forcoming late to class. This is a class inEnglish composition, he remarked withsarcasm, not an afternoon tea. At thenext meeting one girl was twenty min-utes late. Prof. Copeland waited untilshe had taken her seat. Then he re-marked bitingly, How will you haveyour tea, Miss Brown? Without thelemon, please, Miss Brown answeredgently. The English professor, travelingthrough the hills, noted various quaintexpressions. For instance, after a longride the professor sought provisions at amountain hut. What d yo-all want?called out a woman. Madam, said theprofessor, can we get corn bread here?Wed like to buy some of you. Cornbread, did yo say? Then she chuckledto herself, and her manner grew amiable.Why, if corn breads all yo want, comeright in, for thats just what I haint gotnothing else on hand but.—Bo

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