1 Sauerkraut and hot frankfurters.
2 His breath beat hot into her face.
3 When he awoke the sun was shining hot in his face.
4 As there were hot things to eat in this saloon too, he might get home late to his supper, or he might not get home at all.
5 And a wail of anguish burst from him, great sobs shook all his frame, and hot tears ran down his cheeks and fell upon her.
6 He was so hungry this time that he could not resist the hot beef stew, an indulgence which cut short his stay by a considerable time.
7 They were hot and stiff as boards on top, and a little damp on the underside, when he awakened; but being hungry, he put them on and set out again.
8 Packingtown was always a center of violence; in "Whisky Point," where there were a hundred saloons and one glue factory, there was always fighting, and always more of it in hot weather.
9 Now and then, when the bosses were not looking, you would see them plunging their feet and ankles into the steaming hot carcass of the steer, or darting across the room to the hot-water jets.
10 The month of May was an exceptionally cool one, and his secret prayers were granted; but early in June there came a record-breaking hot spell, and after that there were men wanted in the fertilizer mill.
11 Frequently, in the course of a two or three days' trip, in hot weather and without water, some hog would develop cholera, and die; and the rest would attack him before he had ceased kicking, and when the car was opened there would be nothing of him left but the bones.
12 Some people said that they did this for the sake of the advertising it gave them, and some others said that their motive was a fear lest all their readers should be starved off; but whatever the reason, the soup was thick and hot, and there was a bowl for every man, all night long.
13 She was shut up in one of the rooms where the people seldom saw the daylight; beneath her were the chilling rooms, where the meat was frozen, and above her were the cooking rooms; and so she stood on an ice-cold floor, while her head was often so hot that she could scarcely breathe.
14 Then, seeing that the sun was still hot, he took his clothes from the bank and proceeded to wash them, piece by piece; as the dirt and grease went floating off downstream he grunted with satisfaction and soused the clothes again, venturing even to dream that he might get rid of the fertilizer.