I was long fed on pork and beef, and my palate has memory enough to distinguish, I think.
The question of pork and beef and sailors' grievances is uninteresting at all times, and peculiarly uninviting on a fine moonlight night.
They kicked at the kids with all their might, and the wooden vessels rushed aft to the very feet of Captain Glew and Vanderholt, scattering their precious contents of pork and pea-soup over the smooth planks.
Presently the pea-soup andpork were ready, the kids were filled, and the hands went to dinner.
He offered the knife, with the pork on it, to the captain.
Let them know I have ordered pieces of the pork and beef to be boiled for our mid-day meal.
He had meant to get his dinner off our junk and pork to-day.
But on the following day the badpork was served out again.
The soldiers always had regular meals of rice and pork for breakfast, pork and rice for dinner, and vice versa for supper.
Before the General entered the service he was said to have been a pork packer, though there was another report that he was a Methodist preacher.
Peter had just put a very delicious piece ofpork on some pease bread.
Honesty is the poor man's pork and the rich man's pudding.
Universal suffrage I will consult about the quality of New Orleans porkor the coarser kinds of Irish butter; but as to the character of men, I will if possible ask it no question.
Marblehead Chowder Cut half a pound of salt pork into dice and place two-thirds of it in a deep saucepan; fry a light brown.
Clam Chowder II In a saucepan fry two slices of saltpork and when brown, add four potatoes and four onions cut up.
When the threshing was all done the little boy's eldest sister would be married, for autumn is the time for marriages, when vegetables and pork are plenty and there is money to buy brandy from the Jew.
It is like saying, "Give me a pork pie with no pork in it.
The execution is specially imposed upon the bailiff of this ancient town, and he is my own pickled-pork man.
And after that, pork and ham and bacon came of him, while another golden pig went on.
For Polly Hopkins had a hundred pounds, as well as being the only child of the man who kept the only shop for pickled pork in Bruntsea.
Not yet was he wedded to Miss Polly Hopkins, the daughter of the pickled-pork man; otherwise would he or could he have made telegraphic blush at the word "Bruntsea?
Finally the gun went off in an apparently accidental way, but the finest hog in the lot was killed, and we had roast pork for supper.
After some delay they brought us a kettle of cooked fresh pork and some meal for a pone of bread.
The difference between pork and beef in that country was about the same in those days as the difference between greenbacks and Confederate money.
After we had again started, the guards paroled us, and several of them went home, appointing a meeting place and promising us more pork and some biscuit when they returned, which promise they kept.
There was probably about four pounds of pork in the mess, and a goodly supply of bread, but we ate it all before bedtime, holding our informal reception meanwhile.
She gave us some beef and corn bread, but had no pork when asked for it.
In the course of the conversation the guard told her who I was and about the escape of my companions and myself, when the darkey remembered that there was some cold pork in an outhouse, and produced it.
One learned savant flatly laid down the ultimatum that the individual seeking to reduce should cut out all pork products from chitterings clear through the list to headcheese and give his undivided support to the red meats and the white.
We fished for them with great success, using for bait a bit of pork attached to a stout hook, which, being suffered to float on a piece of board, far behind the ship, was eagerly swallowed by these greedy scavengers.
He gave us for supper a cup of tea and two slices of salt pork perhaps twice as big as a dollar; and as we furnished our own bread, he charged us only half-a-dollar apiece.
Others might sleep on the ground, and live on pork and flapjacks, but he would sleep softly and fare luxuriantly--they might toil for an ounce a day, he sought no lesser game than thousands.
He had halted there once, long enough to observe its somewhat slothful condition, and to buy pork and potatoes; but this tale was a revelation, and the girl herself a greater one.
He had always halted at this clearing in all his up-river journeys, so far, usually to buy pork and potatoes, and he now intended to do so again.
And the bailiff had laughed that time when he promised them roast pork and stewed rhubarb every day.
When he licked his horn spoon clean and threw it into the drawer, she came in with something on a plate: they had had roast loin of pork for dinner upstairs.
Pelle set to work upon the pork without troubling about anything else; but when she had gone out, he carefully spat down between his legs, and went through a small cleansing operation with the sleeve of his blouse.
She laughed while she busied herself in placing on the table cold bacon andpork sausage, a dram, bread and a saucer of dripping.
You shall have roast pork stuffed with raisins and rhubarb jelly with pepper on it, just as often as you like to open your mouth.
So they put raisins into roast pork in this country, did they?
The pork chops stowed away in Mose's pocket amused him.
Snapping and sputtering, flaring up with a sudden burning of grease, whirled now this way, now that, the pork chops rapidly turned a delicious brown.
The pork chops won out and he was soon feasting royally.
With a grunt of satisfaction, Mose handed three pork chops to Lankyshanks, wired his own three to his broiler, stirred up the fire, then began slowly revolving the sputtering chops over the sparkling embers.
All this time with no observer save the unsuspected Pant, Mose was operating skillfully on that pork loin.
Terror still lurked in Snowball's eyes, but in his nostrils still lingered the savory smell ofpork chops.
We kept up picket duty, of course, and had fairly good rations, principally corn bread and pork with some beef.
We had some dressed pork on hand when we went into camp, and some of the boys put it on to cook and by the time we got through straining our honey, the pork was done, so we ate supper about mid-night or 2 o’clock in the morning.
We had pork and beans, coffee and baker’s bread, good enough for any one.
In less than an hour I felt so much better that I helped the boys eat their pork and corn bread.
While I was on guard some of the other boys had cooked a lot of pork that we had gotten the day before, so we had a good breakfast of pork and corn bread.
It would not be wise for the average cotton farmer to devote his farm exclusively to hog raising, yet it will certainly pay him to produce enough pork for home use and some to sell to supplement the money formerly obtained for cotton.
Pork can be produced in the cotton belt more easily than any other live stock.
At other times we broke the hard bread into small pieces and soaked it in water for an hour or more until it was thoroughly soft and then fried it in pork grease.
We would fry our pork until it was well browned, and after dipping some of the hard bread into water for a few minutes we fried that in the hot pork grease, which made it swell and softened it, for it was very hard bread indeed when eaten raw.
When I needed a change frompork or bacon, I got some pemican from the Indians.
This stew consisted of pork or beef cut into small pieces, with broken hard bread boiled in water; and if we were fortunate enough to obtain a carrot, a potato or an onion, we had a feast.
We made small bags to hold our coffee, sugar and salt; the pork or beef we wrapped up in a piece of paper or cloth and stowed away in the bottom of the haversack, and then filled it up with the hard bread.
We found a number of pigs running around in the woods, some of which we captured and had fresh pork for supper.
The soldiers built little log huts and shacks, roofed them with their shelter tents, and built earth and stone fireplaces, the chimneys terminating in a flour or pork barrel which often caught fire.
I was told that about three times a week there was bean soup served with boiled saltpork or bacon and, at rare intervals, one or two boiled potatoes.
Roast pork was on the bill of fare for the mess next day.
Immediately after roll call we had our breakfast of salt pork or bacon, hard-tack and black coffee, which the company cooks had already prepared at their camp fire.
A noble polenta was placed upon the board, flanked by two large dishes of pork chops.
As soon as he saw me seated he told me he should have liked to give me a good supper, but there was only pork chops and a polenta.
Footnote 1: The Manchester papers inform us that the specials were plentifully fed with hot pork pies and beer ad libitum, which seemed to have a powerful effect in bringing in volunteers from the lower classes.
At Guadaloupe they found a bath so hot that they boiled their pork in it as well as over the fire.
A nice fat pork chop with potatoes and lots of cabbage," repeated Sam, firmly.
My mother made baskets from withes; these she then carried on her back about the prairie and sold them to Americans, getting in return for them flour, pork and garments, in order that we should not suffer distress.
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "pork" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word. Other words: bacon; butt; ham; lard; patronage; pig; plum; pork; tax; trotter
