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Her hand fluttered with a sudden impulse, and then, moving towards the hand of Dexter, was seized and covered with kisses. "Thanks, dearest!" he murmured. "Thanks! By this token I know that I am loved by this token you are mine mine forever! Happy, happy day! It shall be the golden one in all the calendar of my life."
According to the calendar, the moon would be full that day, and she knew very well that it had a strange influence upon her.
If, then, our own calendar were so defective that in the course of 120 years the month of February had shifted back to occupy the position of the original January, the change would have been so gradual, covering the period of two life-times or of four or five average generations, that it might well escape general observation.
There was no savor of flattery in the simple and direct statement; indeed, she was looking away from him, out of the window, and her face was serious with thought; she seemed to be speaking of, rather than to, Kirkwood. "And I have been wondering," she continued with unaffected candor, "what you must be thinking of me." "I? ... What should I think of you, Miss Calendar?"
She must count on it for so long beforehand, and remember it for so long afterward. This present writer owns to a strong sympathy with the holiday-makers on the grand gala-days of the English calendar. It is a pleasure to watch the innumerable groups of family folk, little, children, and prentice lands. "Dressed in all their best, To walk abroad with Sally."
It is that of "no more palay harvest," and lasts for about ten or fifteen days, ending probably about July 15. This is the last period of the season Cha-kon'. The fifth period is Ba-li'-ling. It is the first period of the season Ka-sip'. It takes its name from the general planting of camotes, and is the only one of the calendar periods not named from the rice industry.
The woman flushed angrily; their glances crossed, her eyes flashing with indignation; but Kirkwood's held them with a level and unyielding stare. "I intend," he told her quietly, "to see Miss Calendar. It's useless your trying to hinder me. We may as well understand each other, Madam, and I'll tell you now that if you wish to avoid a scene "
Enthusiastic were the demonstrations; vivas, blessings, tears, handkissing, and invocation of all the saints in the calendar, till it was discovered that the unknown gentleman had a bullet in his breast and was in need of instant help.
"It is so like Calendar!" she exclaimed: "so like him that one sees how foolish it was to trust no, not to trust, but to believe that he could ever be thrown off the scent, once he got nose to ground. So, if we suffer, my son and I, I shall have only myself to thank!" Kirkwood waited in patient attention till she chose to continue. When she did "Now for my side of the case!" cried Mrs.
But for the meddling philanthropists, the native fathers and mothers would be fond of seeing their children carted into exile and now and then the grave, instead of weeping about it and trying to kill the kind recruiters. He was as shy as a newspaper is when referring to its own merits. Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
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