"I've no more cider
; I served the last bottles to these gentlemen."
"If I could once ketch that consarned old thief," exclaimed Abner righteously, "I'd make him dance,--workin' off a stolen sleigh on me an' takin' away my good money an' cider
press, to say nothin' o' my character!"
"Loret drinks cider
at my house!" cried Fouquet, laughing.
This set me thinking of the various queer things we call "an honour" in this world, but which, after all, haven't a bit more honour in them than what Bruno enjoyed, when he took the King a glass of cider
She got up a lunch which comprised a leg of mutton, tripe, sausages, a chicken fricassee, sweet cider
, a fruit tart and some preserved prunes; then to all this the good woman added polite remarks about Madame, who appeared to be in better health, Mademoiselle, who had grown to be "superb," and Paul, who had become singularly sturdy; she spoke also of their deceased grandparents, whom the Liebards had known, for they had been in the service of the family for several generations.
"No, you'd hate it," she said, pushing her glass towards him for some more cider
. "It's all proteids and body-buildings, and people come up to you and beg your pardon, but you have such a beautiful aura."
Being a hardened reporter, and it being apparently a public inn, I did not need to summon much of my impudence to sit down at the long table and order some cider
. The big man in black seemed very learned, especially about local antiquities; the small man in black, though he talked much less, surprised me with a yet wider culture.
After making cider
, and likewise wine, he extracted from the refuse a white and finely flavoured spirit; by another process he procured a sweet treacle, or, as he called it, honey.
But afterwards, when a black soutane darkened his doorway, he did not object; even offered some cider
himself to the priest.
They had come to Winesburg from some place in the South and ran a cider
mill on the Trunion Pike.
Oswald, broach the oldest wine-cask; place the best mead, the mightiest ale, the richest morat, the most sparkling cider
, the most odoriferous pigments, upon the board; fill the largest horns* Templars and Abbots
At each corner of the table stood saucers, filled with a thick fluid of some what equivocal color and consistence, variegated with small dark lumps of a substance that resembled nothing but itself, which Remarkable termed her “sweetmeats.” At the side of each plate, which was placed bottom upward, with its knife and fork most accurately crossed above it, stood another, of smaller size, containing a motley- looking pie, composed of triangular slices of apple, mince, pump kin, cranberry, and custard so arranged as to form an entire whole, Decanters of brandy, rum, gin, and wine, with sundry pitchers of cider
, beer, and one hissing vessel of “flip,” were put wherever an opening would admit of their introduction.