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Sunset times for rest of year 1729. "Well?" demanded Jen, coldly, seeing the hesitation of the man.,Though these and similar remarks seemed rather personal no resentment was felt by anybody.,"Now hold your breath as long as you can," he commanded, and it fitted my mood exactly to do so.,"You shall have it.",“I must of looked like that Lize or the picter couldn’t of been took.” Ruefully he rubbed his bald crown.，There was the sound of the quick intaking of breath, and an audible long-drawn "Oh!" from the girls.，“‘You bet’ isn’t nice,” the child chid gently, and waited a moment before continuing. “My papa won’t let my mama work. He went to South America to get rich. When he comes back, he wrote in a letter to me, I shall be as rich as a princess.”，Neither boy had the energy to lift a finger. They were dead tired and the mere fact of doing nothing was infinitely enjoyable. They had a whole day of this, for it was not until the following morning that an answer came to their wire. It proved to be from the Boss and had been sent from Washington.Vanity often produces unreasonable alarm; but the marchioness had in this instance just grounds for apprehension; the beauty of her lord's daughters has seldom been exceeded. The person of Emilia was finely proportioned. Her complexion was fair, her hair flaxen, and her dark blue eyes were full of sweet expression. Her manners were dignified and elegant, and in her air was a feminine softness, a tender timidity which irresistibly attracted the heart of the beholder. The figure of Julia was light and graceful—her step was airy—her mien animated, and her smile enchanting. Her eyes were dark, and full of fire, but tempered with modest sweetness. Her features were finely turned—every laughing grace played round her mouth, and her countenance quickly discovered all the various emotions of her soul. The dark auburn hair, which curled in beautiful profusion in her neck, gave a finishing charm to her appearance.

"You are certainly too strong for me," says Rodney, with a frown and a peculiar smile.,"Is that all?" says Violet, in a tone of surprise certainly, but as certainly in one of relief.,"Who is there?",If there had only been a chance to thank him for the fishing rod! Johnny Blossom had some thought of asking God to thank Uncle Isaac for him, but he put it hastily aside. No, he was sure that would not do.,“Haven’t you anything to say for yourself?” snapped the man. “Is Bob right?”,“Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear.,Ferdinand in passing from the marquis met Hippolitus. He was pacing the gallery in much seeming agitation, but observing Ferdinand, he advanced to him. 'I am ill at heart,' said he, in a melancholy tone, 'assist me with your advice. We will step into this apartment, where we can converse without interruption.',As they get within view of the windows of Rawson's cottage, they are met by Dr. Bland, who has seen them coming, and has hurried out to receive them.,At this moment he broke off his speech with an ejaculation of surprise, for, true to the prognostication of Isabella--in answer to the expectant attitude of the negress--Dr. Etwald turned in at the gate.,"Brothers," spoke the deacon sadly, as he and his neighbors were about to separate, "I doubt if we have displayed the proper Christian spirit, but even a Christian must protect his property. Oh, why didn't some small voice whisper to them poor misguided people and warn 'em to be patient and all would be well.",Each moment of delay only helps to increase her nervous excitement.,On Sunday morning he was up before his room-mate, and when the latter came out the front door of the Quarter-house he was waiting for him..