corn-dodger

I turned and saw a black approaching, bearing the homely viand known as corn-dodger.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 08, No. 47, September, 1861 Various

I have packed haversacks with marching rations for forty-eight hours, a single corn-dodger split and with only a thin slice of bacon between the pieces.

Memories A Record of Personal Experience and Adventure During Four Years of War Fannie A. Beers

One day about noon I watered and staked old Jim, ate the usual lunch of fat bacon and corn-dodger, stretched out and took the usual hour's siesta, saddled, and resumed the road.

Recollections and reflections : an auto of half a century and more, 1906

When she brought him his corn-dodger on a shingle and more coffee in a tin dipper, he was foolish with happiness, kept his own spirits high and overcame every little disposition to seriousness on her part until their picnic had to come to an end, and she must be starting back down the river road.

Sally of Missouri 1905

They don't have anything to eat but cabbage and corn-dodger, and they have to eat that out of tin pans.

The Little Colonel Annie Fellows 1895

I have packed haversacks with marching rations for forty-eight hours, a single corn-dodger split and with only a thin slice of bacon between the pieces.

Memories Beers, Fannie A. 1888

_He_ never hev hed a reg'lar blate but two or three times sence he hev been hyar, an 'them war when that thar old tur-rkey gobbler teetered up ter him an' tuk his corn-dodger that he war a-eatin 'on plumb out'n his hand.

His "Day In Court" 1895 Mary Noailles Murfree 1886

He manfully gnawed at his corn-dodger from time to time, and from the manner in which he fraternized with his new acquaintance, the sheriff, he seemed old enough to dispense with maternal care, and, but for his incomplete methods of locomotion, able to knock about town with the boys.

His "Day In Court" 1895 Mary Noailles Murfree 1886

Morning broke on a thoroughly drenched and unhappy company; but a little rum and water, with a corn-dodger and the rising sun, soon stirred us, and with a fair wind we made a good day's run, -- some thirty-five miles.

Famous Adventures And Prison Escapes of the Civil War George Washington Cable 1884

Seated at the kitchen table, the large-hearted woman bustling about and talking away, the ravenous tramps attacked a pile of old Virginia hoecake and corn-dodger, a frying-pan with an inch of gravy and slices of bacon, streak of lean and streak of fat, very numerous.

Historical Tales, Vol. 2 (of 15) The Romance of Reality Charles Morris 1877