e morning That the sap from the maple trees Was dripping where twigs had heen broken,And he straightway began to tease. Why couldnt he have a kettle, Tap a tree, and get it full,Then boil it into molasses, And have a candy pull ? •Make sugar! They laughed at his notion. Make sugar in town ! they… … SUGARING OFF. 246 SUGARING OFF. So a tree was bored with an augerTo the music of Connies tongue, A tiny trough made, and underA little tin bucket hung;. Drip, drip, all day until evening The great trees sweet sap run ;Drip, drip, till the pail brimmed over; Then the boiling was begun. Twas not…
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