Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 205
ed rods. Here you are—Bob, Line. Now rake somecoals clear of the smoke, he directed, squatting 738 YOUNG CRUSOES OF THE SKY down and setting the example, and jab the forkthrough the ham twice—so. Then it does nt curlall up. And watch that it does nt catch fire fromthe drip. M-m-m! mumbled Lincoln… … FINALLY A GLEAM BROKE THROUGH THE LITTLE HEAP OF YELLOW DUST it burned their fingers, they began devouring ithungrily. It s fit for a king, murmured Bob. You re wrong—for a president, Lincoln cor-rected between mouthfuls. Well, anyhow, Bob admitted a moment after,it s most bally salty. There s no…
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