Sleeping there, with my head in and feet out, I was partly protected, though not comfortable.

My feet have been so cracked with the frost, that the pen with which I am writing might be laid in the gashes.

The manner of taking our meals at old master's, indicated but little refinement.

Our corn-meal mush, when sufficiently cooled, was placed in a large wooden tray, or trough, like those used in making maple sugar here in the north.

This tray was set down, either on the floor of the kitchen, or out of doors on the ground; and the children were called, like so many pigs; and like so many pigs they would come, and literally devour the mush--some with oyster shells, some with pieces of shingles, and none with spoons.