"Loaf" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... than I could use in two years. We planted only a little patch of wheat and father had to ride three days to carry to mill what he could take on a horse. I baked in an outoven and when it was done, a loaf of white bread was by far the most precious thing we had to eat. Sometimes I was caught, and forced to let it go. Often I baked during the night and hid the bread in the wheat at the barn. There was none in the cabin that day and I said so. She didn't believe me. She ...
— Laddie • Gene Stratton Porter
... multitudes of broken stragglers, rushed in confusion into the place, in the hope of at length resting from their toils, and eating and drinking, for at least one day, in peace. Strong men were observed weeping with joy at the sight of a loaf of bread. But scarcely had they received their rations, ere the well-known hurrah of Platoff rung once more in their ears. They fled once more, with such of their baggage as could be most easily got into motion; but many fell beneath ...
— The History of Napoleon Buonaparte • John Gibson Lockhart
... don't trust love. It's the thing that hurts and tortures and breaks a woman—as my mother was hurt and tortured and broken." She paused. "No, preserve me from falling in love!" she added more lightly. "'A Loaf of Bread, and Thou beside me in the Wilderness' doesn't appeal to me ...
— The Lamp of Fate • Margaret Pedler
... meant until two or three in the afternoon, by which time both we and the horses were pretty hungry. But when we did make camp, the horses had until the following morning to get rested and to graze, while we had all the remainder of the afternoon to fish, hunt, or loaf. Sometimes, however, it was more expedient to make a lunch-camp at noon. Then we allowed an hour for grazing, and about half an hour to pack and unpack. It meant steady work for ourselves. To unpack, turn out the horses, cook, wash dishes, ...
— The Mountains • Stewart Edward White
... Swede in an outfit at Fort Jay, woke up one morning with a desire to loaf. He got put on sick-call, thinking it was worth trying, anyway. At the dispensary the "doc." looked him over, felt his pulse, and took his temperature. ...
— More Toasts • Marion Dix Mosher
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