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"The Simpsons have a new lamp, and Emma Jane and I promised to go up and see it lighted, and make it a kind of a party." "What under the canopy did they want of a lamp, and where did they get the money to pay for it? If Abner was at home, I should think he'd been swappin' again," said Miss Miranda.
Bolingbroke played with her tea-spoon, and did not deign to utter a syllable; and when the gentlemen left the breakfast-table, and returned to their business, Griselda, who was, as our readers may have observed, one of the fashionable lollers by profession, established herself upon a couch, and began an attack upon Emma, for spoiling her husband in such a sad manner.
I am indebted to the National Child Labor Committee for these statistics, as well as for many of the facts that follow. "People Who Go to Beets" Pamphlet No. 299, National Child Labor Committee. California the Golden, by Emma Duke. Reprinted from The American Child, Vol. II, No. 3. November 1920. Cf.
Her mother had died too long ago for her to have more than an indistinct remembrance of her caresses; and her place had been supplied by an excellent woman as governess, who had fallen little short of a mother in affection. Sixteen years had Miss Taylor been in Mr. Woodhouse's family, less as a governess than a friend, very fond of both daughters, but particularly of Emma.
"You won't if you hurry and and, Lilly, what do you think?" "What, mamma?" "The stork brought Flora and Roy the dearest little baby sister last night. They're going to call her Evelyn. That's why Roy and Flora went to spend the week with their Aunt Emma, so they wouldn't frighten the stork away when he flew in with it. In a few days you can go up and see it. Isn't that nice, Lilly?"
You told us it would be so. Oh! Miss Woodhouse, why are you always so right?" "Indeed, I am very sorry to be right in this instance. I would much rather have been merry than wise." "If I can come again, we are still to have our ball. My father depends on it. Do not forget your engagement." Emma looked graciously.
Satisfied that this would not end the questioning, he added, "The Ack Emma has made some repairs. I'm going to give her a test." "Oh, I see. Thought maybe I was going to have the pleasure of your company and your help. Nice morning for my little jaunt, isn't it?" "Bully!" McGee looked at him closely to discover any hint of fear.
When trouble threatened in the workroom, it was to Mrs. McChesney that the forewoman came. When an irascible customer in Green Bay, Wisconsin, waxed impatient over the delayed shipment of a Featherloom order, it was to Emma McChesney that his typewritten protest was addressed.
"She gives me other doses," she said; "I am always a-washing of her. If you would have the goodness to order Camus, the grocer, to let me have a little soap; it would really be more convenient for you, as I needn't trouble you then." "Very well! very well!" said Emma. "Good morning, Madame Rollet," and she went out, wiping her shoes at the door.
God bless her!" said Miss Valery, and kissed her on the forehead. Agatha quite started the lips were so cold. "Well!" cried Emma Thornycroft, as the door closed, "I do wish, my dear, that little Missy had been grown up enough to be your bridesmaid instead of that very quiet ordinary-looking old maid. But, after all, the contrast will be the greater."
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