. Breeder and sportsman. Horses. Jult 14, 19D0] lUje gveetosv tmb §p6vtismmt 25 But the crowning achievement was the baked heans and the baked custard. For the former the beans were boiled, seasoned and put in the pot with a piece of salt pork and enough hot water to till it even full. The hot ashes were dug out, the bean pot down in and covered to the lid with hot ashes with a few live coals near the top, and left to sim- mer all day or all night, taking care only that there was enough hot water to keep them moist. The charm was in the baking; never since the time when I used to eat brown br
. Breeder and sportsman. Horses. Jult 14, 19D0] lUje gveetosv tmb §p6vtismmt 25 But the crowning achievement was the baked heans and the baked custard. For the former the beans were boiled, seasoned and put in the pot with a piece of salt pork and enough hot water to till it even full. The hot ashes were dug out, the bean pot down in and covered to the lid with hot ashes with a few live coals near the top, and left to sim- mer all day or all night, taking care only that there was enough hot water to keep them moist. The charm was in the baking; never since the time when I used to eat brown bread and baked beans from an old fashioned brick oven have I tasted anything at all approach- ing them in delicacy of flavor. The custard was accomplished in the same way, except that the ashes were not heaped as high around the pot (for we baked our custards, too, in the bean pot), and it was left to jelly into richness. Sometimes we varied the bill of fare with a rice pudding, after the same manner of preparation. Potatoes roasted to a turn in the ashes, but they needed a hotter bed than the custard to prevent dryirjg up. Many a man, yes, and many a woman, accustomed to all the refinements of life, looks back upon days of primitive freedom spent under a roof of canvas as among the happiest ever known, and before the tan is off the face or the nerves again grown tense with the city's noise the heart is longiDg for another privilege of living near to nature's heart. But, among all classes, there exists a feeling that the amount of paraphernalia required for camp life is bo great that all the prospective gain would be lost in the bother of getting it there and back. The novice in camp- ing is sure to burden himself with cumbersome superfluities and omit indispensables. Our camp utensilsâand they proved all sufficient, were as follows : A round camp kettle, a long handled fork, spoon and sheet iron skillet, a wire boiler, a cheap tin coffee pot, a covered water pail and tin dip
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