The Ballad of Lucy Whipple
“Tents collapsed from the weight of the snow, and those miners who stayed behind for the winter crowded into the boarding house and the saloons. Anything or anybody outdoors overnight was an icicle come morning. Mr. Scatter let Bernard sleep on the floor of the general store in exchange for sweeping and stacking, packing and unpacking, and Brother Clyde's mule, Apostle, moved into the shed Bernard had inherited from Sweetheart.
Food mostly ran out at the end of February, winter usually meani...ng lean pickings anyway, and we tried to stay alive on potatoes, barley broth, and a kind of bread made from flour and water with a drop of molasses to kill the taste of weevils. Even Mr. Scatter's celebration pickled beets got eaten, and Jimmy said that now he would give twenty dollars in gold for one of those fondly remembered sheet-iron steaks. I was afraid we'd be reduced to eating tallow candles.
Rusty and the Gent went hunting several times but mostly came back empty-handed.MoreLess
Food mostly ran out at the end of February, winter usually meani...ng lean pickings anyway, and we tried to stay alive on potatoes, barley broth, and a kind of bread made from flour and water with a drop of molasses to kill the taste of weevils. Even Mr. Scatter's celebration pickled beets got eaten, and Jimmy said that now he would give twenty dollars in gold for one of those fondly remembered sheet-iron steaks. I was afraid we'd be reduced to eating tallow candles.
Rusty and the Gent went hunting several times but mostly came back empty-handed.MoreLess
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