BUBBY SHORT.

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As may be gathered from the foregoing letter, William Henry did not go

back to school with the rest. He was taken ill just at the close of

vacation, and remained at home until spring. Grandmother said it was

such a comfort that it didn’t happen away. And it seemed to me that this

thought really made her enjoy his being sick at home.

Indeed, the people at Summer Sweeting place seemed ready to get

enjoyment from everything, even from gruel, which is usually considered

flat. I passed a day there at a time when William Henry was subsisting

on this very simple but wholesome food. Aunt Phebe and Uncle Jacob came

in to take tea at grandmother’s. The old lady was bringing out her nice

things to set on the table, when Aunt Phebe said suddenly, I suppose

seeing a hungry look in Billy’s eyes. She said,--

“Now, Grandmother, I wouldn’t bring those out. Let’s have a gruel

supper, and all fare alike! We’ll make it in different ways,--milk

porridge, oatmeal, corn-starch,--and I think ’t will be a pleasant

change.”

“Gruel is very nourishing, well made,” said Grandmother; “but what will

Mr. Fry say?”

“Mr. Fry will say,” I answered, “that milk porridge, with Boston

crackers, is a dish fit for a king.”

“I’m afraid Jacob won’t think he’s been to supper,” said Grandmother.

“O yes,” said Uncle Jacob, “I’ll think I have at any rate. But I like

mine the way the man in the moon did his, or part of the way.”

“Yes,” said Aunt Phebe, “I understand! The last part--the ‘plum’ part!”

“O, don’t all eat gruel for me,” said Billy. “Course I sha’ n’t be a

baby, and cry for things!”

But Aunt Phebe seemed resolved to develop the gruel idea to its utmost.

She made all kinds,--Indian meal, oatmeal, corn-starch, flour, mixed

meals, wheat; made it sweetened, and spiced with plums, and plain. One

kind, that she called “thickened milk,” was delicious. “Course” we had

one cup of tea, and bread and butter, and I can truly say that I have

eaten many a worse supper than a “gruel supper.”

Here is a letter from William Henry to Dorry, written when he began to

get well:--

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_William Henry’s Letter to Dorry._

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