currant loaf

I went into the baker's and said my piece about the currant loaf.

She had retrieved the currant loaf and handed it to me together with the stick.

The walk had tired me a good deal and it was awkward getting along with my sticks and the currant loaf.

What went was the currant loaf.

On the eve of the wedding relatives would visit and bring gifts of currant loaves.

"I know it's a rather odd assortment, but I was hungry," said Meyer apologetically as he saw his son's eyes rest on the currant loaf.

There was also much to offset these scenes - catechism, religious instruction, Sunday School prize-givings and what were called soirees, really tea-parties with currant loaves and penny baps.

Then he called to a boy who was busy with a hoe among some defiantly prosperous weeds, to fetch the lady a glass of milk and a piece of currant loaf.

When he returned he had evidently been to the kitchen; on the tray he carried there was a pot of hot tea, which had spilled slightly, teacups, two glasses, a bottle of claret, a large slice of cheese, and half of a currant loaf.

It was received with the exclamations and incredulity proper to the occasion, and a new currant loaf was thrust upon me in replacement--"fresh from the oven this minute" --as its indecent heat pressed against my chest proclaimed to be no less than truth.

But starting tomorrow, his big, round, crusty four-pound sourdough miches, his earthy currant loaves and his golden butter cookies will be flown in once a week by Marc Strausman and sold at his store, Campagna Home, 29 East 21st Street.