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Souwanas says that Nanahboozhoo gave the ducks the red eyes and makes the rabbits to be white in winter and brown in summer." Then turning to Souwanas he asked, "How does Nanahboozhoo do it?" Here the father, while amused at the lad's enthusiasm, interposed, and said: "You have already kept Souwanas a long time, and perhaps he is busy."
There was no one who could make such excellent coffee or fry a chicken so golden brown as she. The place was too modest to attract the attention of people of fashion, and so quiet as to have escaped the notice of those in search of pleasure and dissipation. Edna had discovered it accidentally one day when the high-board gate stood ajar.
When, finally, the Corinthian desired to know whether he, Publius, considered Irene's eyes to be brown or blue, he had sprung up impatiently, and exclaimed indignantly: "And supposing they were red or green, what would it matter to me!"
Crowds arrive, guarded, in front of the temple: girls and women of all ages. Seguin's eye is busy; his heart is yearning. At the arrival of each new group, he scans their faces. In vain! Many of them are young and pretty, but brown as the fallen leaf. She is not yet brought up. I see the three captive Mexicans standing with their friends. They should know where she may be found.
"Here's where I take a schooner an' a free lunch sometimes," he remarked confidentially. The tall young lady's brown eyes danced as she glanced down at the small person of the Major. "And how old are you, Major?" she inquired. "Ha'f pas' seven, the Cap'n an' Old G. A. R., they say." "The Captain? Old G. A. R.?" "Uh, huh! The Cap'n's a good 'un, he is.
O, I wish I were only a little brown leaf!" and she wept more and more, as if her very heart would break. Psyche looked thoughtfully at her a while, and then said, "Would you like to be one of the Doves of Venus?" "O, yes!" exclaimed Ida, her eyes brightening.
"Being in the neighborhood, we thought we'd call upon you," continued Col. Warner. "Walk in, gentlemen, if you see fit," said Melville. "I suppose it would be only polite to say that I am glad to see you, but I have some regard for truth, and cannot say it." "I admire your candor, Mr. Melville. Walk in, Brown. Ha! upon my word, you have a nice home here.
The soil has now changed it's texture considerably; the base of the hills and river bottoms continue the same and are composed of a rich black loam while the summits of the hills and about half their hight downwards are of a light brown colour, poor sterile and intermixed with a coarse white sand. about 12 OClock the wind veered about to the N. W. and blew so hard that we were obliged to Ly by the ballance of the day. we saw great quantities of game as usual. the bottom lands still becomeing narrower.
I could not understand it all; my heart stood still; I had only a feeling of her burning look. Then she slipped away from me; her little breast beat up and down. She stood there still, with her brown face and brown neck, tall and slender, with flashing eyes, altogether heedless. They were all looking at her.
Brown was a handsome hale old man with grey whiskers and greyish hair, with a well-formed nose and a broad forehead, carefully dressed with a light waistcoat and a checked linen cravat, wearing a dark-blue frockcoat, and very well made boots, an old man, certainly, but who looked as though old age must naturally be the happiest time of life.
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