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And then, one day, a sailor came down to see the elephants. He brought with him a queer little animal, with thick, brown hair. And this animal chattered in jungle talk. "Ha! I seem to know who that is!" thought Tum Tum. "Chatter! Chatter! Chat! Chur-r-r-r-r-r!" went the little brown-haired animal, as he sprang from the arms of the sailor. "Umph! Umph!" trumpeted Tum Tum.
There was a little girl of ten belonging to the estate, named Teresa, an amiable, brown-haired, homely little personage. We admitted her to our intimacy, and swung her in the swing till she screamed for mercy.
One was old and one might be called young, just like Aunt Harriet and Aunt Frances. But they looked very different from those aunts. The dark- haired one was very tall and strong-looking, and the white-haired one was very rosy and fat. They both looked up at the little, thin, white- faced girl on the high seat, and smiled. "Well, Father, you got her, I see," said the brown-haired one.
He was a slight, brown-haired man of about thirty, bearded and long-haired after the Saxon fashion, and I thought he seemed to be recovering from some wound or sickness that had made him white and thin.
The next excitement took place when the class, strolling over to the Students' Building to have luncheon with the alumnæ why, they were alumnæ themselves now! met a bright-eyed, brown-haired little girl, walking with a tall young man whose fine face was tanned as brown as an Indian's. "Don't you know me, 19 ?" called the little girl gaily.
Another year and a day passed by, when Covan the Brown-haired, youngest son of Gorla of the Flocks, one morning spake to his parents, saying: 'It is more than three years since my sister left us. My brothers have also gone, no one know whither, and of us four none remains but I. No, therefore, I long to seek them, and I pray you and my mother to place no hindrance in my way.
I hoped it might sting cruelly the hand that flung it. I rose in my stirrups and shook my youthful fists at the hills beyond the Gauley. I could see the smile dying on her red mouth when one came to say that her plans were ship-wrecked. Then I thought of Ward, and something fluttered in my throat. He was under the spell of this slim, brown-haired witch.
Bud's twinkling eyes shot round upon the open French window with an alertness scarcely to be expected in a man of such apparent mental indolence. Jeffrey's eyes cleared of their hot impatience as they sought a similar direction. The gaze of both men encountered the picture of a brown-eyed, brown-haired girl of exquisite proportions, standing framed in the open window.
What do you think of our young Iris? I began. Fust-rate little filly;-he said. Pootiest and nicest little chap I've seen since the schoolma'am left. Schoolma'am was a brown-haired one, eyes coffee-color. This one has got wine-colored eyes, 'n' that 's the reason they turn a fellah's head, I suppose. This is a splendid blonde, I said, the other was a brunette. Which style do you like best?
One impression made on my mind that day undoubtedly influenced all my subsequent actions. Late in the evening, when the rush of visitors was largely over, I noticed a miserable bunch of boards, serving as a boat, with only a dab of tar along its seams, lying motionless a little way from us. In it, sitting silent, was a half-clad, brown-haired, brown-faced figure.
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