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“A dose of senner tea’ll fix that, my boy,” was Mrs. Wopp’s cheerful rejoinder. “Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?” “Mary an’ Martha hev jist gone along to ring them shinin’ bells.”.
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“Yes, he can do that; I’ve seen him myself.”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“Jist as soon’s you finish yer dinner an’ yer noon chores, Moses, I want you to go weed them beets,” instructed Mrs. Wopp. “The weeds is chokin’ them out an’ I see the gophers has been eatin’ some o’ them, too.”
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“Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty. She smiled faintly. “Then my feelings must be bloodthirsty, Billy. How dreadful!” Peter Stolway carried a large paper bag, and as the carrots fell with resounding thuds into the bin, they seemed like inebriated question marks, so ungainly and irregular were their shapes. One giddy carrot teetered on the edge as though about to entertain the onlookers by an acrobatic performance. CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE..
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