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Book Excerpt: em, so it took the heat of the flame, as I had seenhim do in the morning. Our grotto, in the corn, was shortly ascheerful as any room in a palace, and our fire sent its light into thelong aisles that opened opposite, and nobody could see the warmglow of it but ourselves.'We'll hev our supper, ' said Uncle Eb, as he opened a paper andspread out the eggs and bread and butter and crackers. 'We'll jesthev our supper an' by 'n by when everyone's abed we'll make tracksin the dirt, I can'tell ye.'Our supper over, Uncle Eb let me look at his tobacco-box - a shinything of German silver that always seemed to snap out a quickfarewell to me before it dove into his pocket. He was very cheerfuland communicative, and joked a good deal as we lay there waitingin the firelight. I got some further acquaintance with the swift, learning among other things that it had no appetite for the pure inheart.'Why not?' I enquired.'Well, ' said Uncle Eb, 'it's like this: the meaner the boy, the sweeterthe meat.'Read M
