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But it was too late; and Claude came out, while the eldest-born of Anak stood sternly inquiring, "I say, what be you arter here, mak' so boold?" "Taking sun-pictures, my good sir, and you have spoilt one for me." "Sun-picturs, saith a?" in a very incredulous tone. "Daguerreotypes of the place, for Lord Scoutbush." "Oh! if it's his lordship's wish, of course!
I was preaching one day to mother and Aunt Merce a sermon after the manner of Mr. Boold, of Barmouth, taking the sofa for a desk, and for my text "Like David's Harp of solemn sound," and had attracted Temperance and Charles into the room by my declamation, when my audience was unexpectedly increased by the entrance of father, with a strange gentleman. Aunt Merce laughed hysterically; I waved my hand to her,
The minister left the pulpit to shake hands with him; the brethren crowded round to congratulate him, and the meeting broke up at once. Neither grand'ther nor Aunt Mercy had spoken to me concerning my interest in Religion; but on that very evening Mr. Boold, the minister, came in to tea and asked me, while he was taking off his overcoat, if I knew that Christ had died for me?
Boold called it, who exalted his character and behavior so greatly in his discourse that his nearest friends would not have recognized him, although everybody knew that he was a good man. Mr. Boold expatiated on his tenderness and delicate appreciation, and his study of the feelings and wants of others, till he was moved to tears himself by the picture he drew.
"Cassandra," she said, when we were alone, "what will become of you?" "What will, indeed? You have always said that I was possessed. Why did you not explain this fact to Mr. Boold?" She kissed me, her usual treatment when she was perplexed. The revival culminated and declined. Sixty new members were admitted into the church, and things settled into the old state.
"Well, sure enough, it's the blessed liquor now," says his Riv'rence, "and so there can be no harm any way in mixing a dandy of punch; and," says he, stirring up the materi'ls wid his goolden meeddlar, for everything at the Pope's table, to the very shcrew for drawing the corks, was ov vergin goold, "if I might make boold," says he, "to spake on so deep a subjic afore your Holiness, I think it 'ud considherably whacilitate the inwestigation ov its chemisthry and phwarmaceutics, if you'd jist thry the laste sup in life ov it inwardly."
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