1 In her large black hands was a tray upon which food smoked, two large yams covered with butter, a pile of buckwheat cakes dripping syrup, and a large slice of ham swimming in gravy.
2 Scarlett began on the ham, because she liked ham, and forced it down.
3 "Send over Pork with a wagon and you shall have half of what we've got, rice, meal, ham, some chickens," said Old Miss, giving Scarlett a sudden keen look.
4 They had fried eggs for breakfast and fried ham for supper to vary the monotony of the yams, peanuts and dried apples, and on one festal occasion they even had roast chicken.
5 She stalked across the littered yard and climbed into the buggy, noticing with grim satisfaction that the men were tearing at the ham and cramming bits into their mouths voraciously.
6 Scarlett's eyes went unwillingly to the miserable group gnawing on the ham and she thought of the sick man lying in the windy shack.
7 On Sundays she gave us as much chicken as we could eat, and on other days we had ham or bacon or sausage meat.
8 It was only when the whole ham was spoiled that it came into the department of Elzbieta.
9 Cut up by the two-thousand-revolutions-a-minute flyers, and mixed with half a ton of other meat, no odor that ever was in a ham could make any difference.
10 Mrs. Sands fetched bread; Mrs. Swithin fetched ham.
11 One cut the bread; the other the ham.
12 Grouse, ham, chickens were sliced.
13 Boiled ham, cheese, pickled wa'nuts, if yer like.
14 The four sat down, to breakfast, on the coffee, and some hot rolls and ham which the Dodger had brought home in the crown of his hat.
15 Sherlock Holmes swallowed a cup of coffee, and turned his attention to the ham and eggs.
The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In XI. The Adventure of The Naval Treaty