Capitolo 86
you have founded not some place to provision on."
He visualized such appetite that the Mr. Bickford concerned him/it with
anxiety. They had anybody enough for the and they
perspective of such boarder really you/he/she was alarming.
"You have a healthy appetite, my friend" that he has said.
"I generally have", says the to equip of Spite. "You orters have of it
whiskey, extraneous, to wash down it with."
"I would have rather a good cup of coffee sweetened with 'the girls, sech as
marm makes cantarellare", remarked the Mr. Bickford.
"Coffee is for children, whiskey for strong men" says the Roarer.
"I prefer the coffee", said Joe.
"Is it fellers of temperance?" disdainfully asked the to equip of Spite.
"I am", said Joe.
"Also", and I said Joshua.
"Bah!" disdainfully says the other; "Me as soon skim-milk of drink.
The good whiskey or brandy for me."
"I desire that we was to Your restaurant, Joe", said Joshua. "Me kinder
you crave after the good beans cooked to the oven. Cooked beans to the oven and brown bread are
delicious. Do you ever eat 'em, extraneous?"
"No", says the to equip of Spite; "none of Your Yankee truck for me."
"I guess you he/she doesn't know what is good", says Mr. Bickford. "What is
Your favorite vittles?"
"Smoked bacon and hominy, hoe-cakes and whiskey."
"Well", said Joshua, "it depends on the way a feller it is brung on. ME
goes for cooked beans to the oven and brown bread and cake of punkin--that is
goloptious. Do you ever eat cake of punkin, extraneous?"
"Yes."
"How him?"
"I don't place very on him."
Supper was on and the other subjects succeeded. The Spite Provincial man
become social.
"Extraneous", it said him, never "it did you it feels some bargain with which I had
Jack Scott?"
"No", said Joshua. "Do you rotate him/it away, does he/she want?"
"Jack and me used to be together a heap. We went huntin' together,
him camped out together for weeks, and it was as two brothers. One day us
it was ridin' out, when a buck turned on before fifty rods. Us both
raised our guns and hit to him. There was only a pellet him,