Cash Box

Cash Box Thou belongest to that hopeless, sallow tribe which no wine of this “It must be dreadful to be blind,” said Johnny to Tellef.,Nobody stood. Anson was on the point of jumping to his feet and telling who had brought the sulphur into the room but, on second thought, sat still. The teacher had asked who had put it in the stove. Certainly it had not been Fatty Watland, because he had gone on an errand for the teacher long before the fire was started.,"Have you any rose-water?" goes on Miss Mansergh in her matter-of-fact manner. "No? A good sign that tears and you are enemies. Well, I have, and so I shall send it to you in a moment. You will use it?",“Will you? That would be great!”,“Moses, yer manners is shockin’, did you expect to be sarved the best piece when company’s here?”，"But you said if the buffalo would only jump over, you would marry one of them. Look, the piskun is full."，Her meaning, in spite of her, is clear; but Geoffrey doesn't dare so much as to think about it. Yet in his heart he knows that he is glad because of her words.，There was a general murmur of laughter at this, but the leader stood rigid, awaiting Elinor's reply."And do say it is like it," says Mona, entreatingly.

"I believe," said the Admiral, casting his eyes at the window, "that it blows a pretty little off-shore breeze from the north. The sea is rippled by it into a dark blue, and your ship will sail into it with almost square yards.",“Never mind grammar, or spelling, whichever it is; what did Flash do?”,Then Mona says, in a trembling voice and rather disconnectedly, because of her emotion, "Be quite sure you shall be—buried—where all the other baronets of Rodney lie at rest.",One box fruit-crackers.,"I don't know, sir. I never was abroad before, an' I'm dead bate now, an' the bag's like lead.","No wonder we are all stricken dumb at Mrs. Carter's telegram," he said in his deep voice that commands everybody and everything, even the terrors of birth and death. "The whole town will be paralysed at the news that its most distinguished citizen is only going to give them two days to get ready to receive him. I can see the panic the brass band will have now getting the brass polished up, and I want to be the one to tell Mayor Pollard myself, so as to suggest to him to have at least a two-hour speech of welcome to hand out at the train. We'll make it a great time for him when he lands in the old town.","But you said you knew the entire locality,—couldn't be puzzled within a radius of thirty miles. How far are we from home?","Mrs. Rodney would perhaps prefer to dance, mother," he says, with some irritation.,The possibility of getting free intoxicated him and on hands and knees he searched the floor. There were other sticks. Evidently the horse thief had been given a fire and it had only been put out when he was taken away for the last time—probably to the nearest tree high enough to swing a man clear of the ground. Besides this, to Bob’s great delight, a little pile of unburnt wood was stacked in one corner. He wondered why he had not stumbled over them when he first made the circuit of the hut.,His joys shall dance in ev'ry eye,,Some one comes in with a lamp, and places it on a distant table, where its rays cannot distress the dying man.,His reverie was broken into a few moments later by a bell boy coming out with a telegram. It was from Mr. Whitney, and sent from El Paso. Bob opened it and read: “Unexpected developments. Must go Washington. Back within three weeks. Will wire further instructions.”.