Our dear old grandmother was compelled in
war-times to make it from chicory, but would use no deception, so when
she invited friends to take supper she would not say, 'Come to afternoon
coffee,' but 'Come to chicory.'"
Paul in the meantime had set the table neatly, and had returned from the
bakery with a fine large seed cake, Mrs. Steiner having given him two
marks to pay for it.
The potatoes, ham, good brown and white bread, butter and lettuce was
now upon the table, Fritz brought the coffee, and all took seats at the
hospitable board.
Mr. Heil at his sister's request asked the blessing, then with pleasant
chat the meal progressed, the guest assuring the boys that he did not
know that he had ever enjoyed one more.
"If it would not tire you too much, sister, I would prefer that we walk
to the Forest-house, as I would like to call on the way at the Stayman
cloth house and leave an order for cloth and ready-made clothing."
"I prefer walking this lovely evening."
"And oh, papa, we are glad to go there, for we know Mr. Stayman! We
spent part of the time with him watching the fireworks," exclaimed
Fritz.
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