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Jephte turf It was a lovely April eve. The hawthorn hedge which begirt the little He looked into one or two of the cabins or sleeping berths, and examined a stand of arms affixed to a bulkhead just before the companion ladder.,“This aint got poultry in it nor moosic nor nothin’,” complained one small youth. Moses made several further attempts to comply with the modest request of his teacher and at last each child held in grubby hands a book of quaint verses glorified by the tonic sol fah.,“That’s for Billy’s cats; mine need none,” Edith declared.,“Gee, how will the farmers ever pay that off? Didn’t you tell me that the money was only advanced by the Government and that the farmers would have to return it after the water is delivered to them?”,So imminent had catastrophe been, that no one thought of the poor small steamer burning unchecked to the water’s edge while the procession climbed the hill; no one knew till days afterward that busy Buzz had entered the open shop and mixed Billy’s cans so that it was gasoline instead of kerosene that he fed that fated craft. But gratitude for Jimmy’s bravery and May Nell’s safety supplanted even in the youngest heart all regret for the boat.，"No, it is of no use: it only wearies me. My best medicine, my only medicine, is here," returns Paul, feebly pressing Mona's hand. He is answering the doctor, but he does not look at him. As he speaks, his gaze is riveted upon Mona.，"Sure, but then—"，If he only had something to give her—he himself. Of course Mother would find something, but he would like to, too. He hadn’t a cent in his bank. What few cents he had saved had all been poked out long since, and he hadn’t anything else either. Well, yes, he had that fine new cake of India ink Father had just given him; but Aunt Grenertsen surely did not draw with India ink."Go away, girl," he said in his rudest manner; "don't you see I'm busy?"

“You and Edith are fairies,” he said when his mother came again to the room, “to rustle such pretty togs for the new sister in a night.” His mother was piling his plate again with griddle cakes.,“No,” laughed the man. “I’m quite serious. Even in spite of all appearances the boy is quite innocent of the charge. Am I right, Captain Wendell?”,Miss Gordon complied, then followed the old favorite with a two-step played in as sprightly a manner as the organ would allow.,"Help me to turn him over, sir," said Mr Fellowes. "I don't think he is dead.","Hence the value of being able to make a leg in your opinion, madam," said General Groves.,“Gee whiz, no!” the other cried. “I reckon Dad would set the dogs on the Chief Engineer from the dam. He hates him worse than poison.”,“Thought I’d eloped? I ought to when I’ve brought you an extra mouth to feed.” He was splashing and spluttering in the lavatory off the kitchen.,Mrs. Wopp’s eagle eye, again rested on the lowering face of her offspring.,THE SECOND LETTER OF DR. ETWALD.,"Wounded whistlers aren't as hard to retrieve as redhead or bluebill," said Stanhope.,"On the night that the body was stolen," continued Jen, deliberately, "Jaggard was drugged.",He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. "Yes, Chick.".