From Christmas Day until New Year's there were daily feasts for the natives.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
Thompson Benton was too sensible a man to go hungry in anticipation of improbable feasts in the future; therefore his sister Jane and his daughter Annie were well provided for; and were seated in a rather elegant room in a rather elegant house, on a certain wet afternoon in the spring of the year, busy with their work.
"The Mystery of the Locks"
Edgar Watson Howe
Or did some small boy voortrekker, munching, from the pocket of his blesbuck-skin jacket, dried fruit sent up by some kind tante from the far south, carelessly throw aside a stone which had been accidentally included, and was that the ancestor of those trees which used to afford us so many delightful feasts?
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully