I can remember yet how hungry I was.

I could scarcely lie still till Miss Laura finished her tea.

Mrs.
Morris, knowing that her boys would be very hungry, had Mary broil some beefsteak and roast some potatoes for them; and didn't they smell good! They ate all the steak and potatoes.

It didn't matter to me, for I wouldn't have gotten any if they had been left.

Mrs.Morris could not afford to give to the dogs good meat that she had gotten for her children, so she used to get the butcher to send her liver, and bones, and tough meat, and Mary cooked them, and made soup and broth, and mixed porridge with them for us.
We never got meat three times a day.