At the next water, he mixed some of the meal into a gruel and ate it.
Now for a minute the gruel was forgotten, and Mrs. Lewis looked at Kitty in amazement.
She poured the gruel into a bowl, and then went over to her workbox.
Once, when Kirsty was absent for a little while, Mrs. Mitchell brought me some gruel.
His mother, on a stuel, At the crannied hearth prepared his gruel.