Cake, hard eggs, sausage-rolls, currants, lemon cheese-cakes, raisins, and cold apple dumplings.

It was all very decent, but Oswald could not help feeling that the source of the Nile (or North Pole) was a long way off, and perhaps nothing much when you got there.
So he was not wholly displeased when Denny said, as he lay kicking into the bank when the things to eat were all gone-- 'I believe this is clay: did you ever make huge platters and bowls out of clay and dry them in the sun?
Some people did in a book called Foul Play, and I believe they baked turtles, or oysters, or something, at the same time.' He took up a bit of clay and began to mess it about, like you do putty when you get hold of a bit.

And at once the heavy gloom that had hung over the explorers became expelled, and we all got under the shadow of the bridge and messed about with clay.
'It will be jolly!' Alice said, 'and we can give the huge platters to poor cottagers who are short of the usual sorts of crockery.

That would really be a very golden deed.' It is harder than you would think when you read about it, to make huge platters with clay.

It flops about as soon as you get it any size, unless you keep it much too thick, and then when you turn up the edges they crack.