Whereupon Hot Biscuit Slim shook his father’s good hand, smiled enigmatically when the old man said, “I’m expectin’ you to succeed where I failed with sourdough, boy,” and left to inspect the cookhouse. Paul Bunyan and Johnny Inkslinger attended him. When the inspection was finished he had many recommendations to make. He demanded——
A new cookhouse, ten times the size of the present one.
Steam-power, force-feed batter mixers, and a hot cake griddle large enough for a battalion of second cooks to make a line around it.
A battery of great ovens for the baking of pies, cakes, puddings and cookies.
Bins for potatoes and other vegetables.
Fruit and vinegar cellars.
Baking powder and sugar barrels.
Sauerkraut tanks and a frankfurter shed.
An air-tight onion room.
A store of ham, bacon and eggs for the loggers’ breakfasts....