"I know that
you are tired of salt meat, so now you are going to feed like
aldermen."
"Why, what is it, Ready?" said Mrs. Seagrave; "it smells very good."
"It is turtle-soup, ma'am; and I hope you will like it; for, if you do,
you may often have it, now that you are on this side of the island."
"Indeed, it really is excellent; but it wants a little salt. Have you
any salt, Juno?"
"Got a little, ma'am. Very little left," replied Juno.
"What shall we do when all our salt is gone?" said Mrs. Seagrave.
"Juno must get some more," replied Ready.
"How I get salt? - hab none left," replied Juno, looking at Ready.
"There's plenty out there, Juno," said Mr. Seagrave, pointing to the
sea.
"I don't know where," said Juno, looking in that direction.
"What do you mean, my dear?" inquired Mrs. Seagrave.
"I only mean if we want salt we can have as much as we please by
boiling down salt-water in the kettle, or else making a salt-pan in the
rocks, and obtaining it by the sun drying up the water and leaving the
salt. Salt is always procured in that way, either by evaporation, or
boiling."
"I'll soon arrange that for you, ma'am," said Ready, "and show Juno how
to get it when she wants it.
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