Memories of Skeleton Lake by Paul Temple

“I smell something real good coming from the kitchen.”
“Yas—Ma is bak’in apple pies. She won a contest over at the fair in
Ullswater last year!”
“I’m from the Norvoc group over at Skeleton Lake-we are looking for
a good source for baked goods.”
“Yas–I hear youse is good people eh?”
“ I noticed your strawberry sign.”
“Yas–pickem meeself this mornin and they’s fresh.”
“What does a quart of strawberries bring these days.”
“Waal, I heerd Cecil Nutt was gittin 40 cents a quart last week.”
“Cecil provides us with ice and milk.”
“Yas–he has a few nice cows.”
“Cecil told me his crop of strawberries was better than expected, so
prices might ease a bit.”
“Yas–mine are pretty good too!—Telya whatill do— I’ll lettem go
for 25 cents a quart since youse buyin two, and because I here that
Norvoc people are good people.”
“Fine–Thanks, here’s fifty cents and I’ll sure tell them about your
wife’s pies!”
Dad said “The city slicker paid full price for the berries, but I bought
them for 50% less. I found a good source for apple pies, and he found
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