A tin baking-oven.
1841. A peep into the baker told that the potatoes were cooked.—‘Lowell Offering,’ i. 227.
1854. I rushed up to a man who was cooking something over a fire kindled on the ground, kicked off the hot cover of a baker with my naked foot, and snatching the half-baked bread it contained, began to devour it with the eagerness of a famished wolf.—Putnam’s Mag., iii. 30/2 (Jan.).
1857. A shed-shaped tent will catch and reflect the heat like a Yankee-baker, and you may be drying while you are sleeping…. On a deserted log [we found] a loaf of bread baked in a Yankee-baker.—H. D. Thoreau, ‘The Maine Woods,’ pp. 246, 249 (1864).
