Blanche Edith Baughan

Name: Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven — Chapter VI.
Author: Blanche Edith Baughan

Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

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“Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven — Chapter VI.”, published in 1912, is a work by Blanche Edith Baughan. It explores elements such as paddock, Millicent and cows.

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ In one paddock Millicent could see, in spite of the bright sunshine, a little bluish film of smoke rising from the earth here and there, with a red flower or two of fire twinkling through it, as it veered and wavered in the unequal breeze. The settler who owned that paddock was trying to clear it. He had set it alight the day before, when there had been a wind. At night, when the fire smouldering at the heart of every stump would show itself in the darkness, the whole paddock would be spotted with crimson, and look all eerie, like a witches’ camp. ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ It was as though the frost, and after the frost, the sunshine, had drunk up every little dimness from the face of earth and air and sky; it was as if all dullness was dead, and that for ever. Nothing but looked as new as though it had just been made; not an object but was suddenly a jewel, and shone. In that atmosphere, so keen, so clean, and yet so genial too, only to breathe was one pure joy, simply to exist another—to see, was exultation! Millicent’s heart laughed within her, and her lips would have laughed aloud, but that something held them silent, as it seemed to hold everything else. ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ Millicent said to herself, with a pang of pity—in reality, quite unneeded. With his dog and his liberty, old Mercer, as a matter of fact, was a good deal happier than most people.
His coming had roused her from her reverie. It was time to go back, and she began to retrace her steps. The road now wore quite a different aspect—it was populated. A number of milk-carts were rolling heavily towards the factory; their bright cans glittered in the sun, and the horses’ hides showed finely glossy. ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ The cows were being driven back to the paddock by a couple of sturdy urchins, and the settler himself was loading up his milk-cart. His wife, with a blue handkerchief over her yellow head, was busy washing in the open. She had a tin bath, a fire of logs, and three kerosene-tins full of water upon it, by way of equipment, and, as Millicent passed, was giving orders with a shrill emphasis to a plump little flaxen-haired daughter at the house door. ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ Clank! Clank! Millicent turned her head. An old man was coming up the road from the factory: a very old man, bent low beneath a wooden yoke, from either side of which depended a kerosene-tin, full of skim-milk. He smiled and nodded to Millicent, but did not recognise her; she, however, knew him. It was “Old Mercer,” once, in the old, pre-certificate days, school-teacher of the district. Now, in his eightieth year, he kept the wolf from the door, and himself from the Old Men’s Refuge (he had forfeited his claim to the pension by a few years’ residence in Australia) , by means of a few cows ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ Hansen overtook Millicent just as he reached the gate. He drove his low, heavy vehicle, with its load of tall, shining tin cans, and its huge wheels made entirely of wood, alongside the building, into whose open upper door his cans were immediately hoisted for weighing and emptying. Next, he backed his cart, with its emptied cans replaced, alongside another loft, whence, presently, from a great vat connected with the separator, that had got to work at once upon his contribution, he took aboard his cargo of skim-milk, and drove away. ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ Millicent agreed. “And how are you getting on, Ken?”
“Me? Oh, fair to middlin’,” answered Ken, scratching his hatless head as though puzzled why any one should bother to ask. “’Cep’ for these here jolly cows, which—look here now, Miss Milly, they’re about enough to make a parson swear an’ burn his books—my word, that they are! Old Ruru, now! My word, she’s about the unmannerliest beast God ever put grass into; knocked me over yesterday, she did, flat as I was long—an’ the bucket with me; an’ me with a clean shirt on me shoulders, an’ likin’ to get dirty by degrees. I say, though! ”

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Blanche Edith Baughan, Brown Bread from a Colonial Oven… (1912)

“ Ken sighed. “It’s a poor job, cowbangin’ all alone,” he said wistfully. But he took the hint, and moved on after his charges, pulling to the gate behind him with a bang, and spurring his horse hard on to the tail of the hindmost cow. ”

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