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She didn't stay till Christmas; she went 'way to to heaven." "Oh!" "If Metalka had stayed, I might have gone to school this year." "I thought you had been to school, Lula." "Oh, no! only to little school out here summers, little school some ladies made; and Metalka tole me taught me showed me ev'ry day after she came back ev'ry day, till til she went 'way.
He sat there for a bit an' then he leaned forward, put his hands on the desk, an' stared right in front of him, jes' as if we wa'n't there at all. "'I thought I was fallin', he said gruffly. "We waited a while for him to begin agin, but he jes' sit there, lookin' straight in front of him, an' repeatin' ev'ry minute or two: 'I thought I was fallin'! I thought I was fallin'!"
My ev'ry joy to thee I've sacrificed, I throw me now before thy judgment-throne; The many's scorn with boldness I've despised, Only thy gifts by me were ever prized, I ask my wages now, Requiting One! "With equal love I love each child of mine!" A genius hid from sight exclaimed.
From what's in front of me, I guess you got along, didn't you?" "Tom," said the father, leaving his seat at the table and going around to his son's chair, on the top bar of which he leaned, "Tom, of course we got along; there'll be somethin' to eat here ev'ry day just as long as I have any money or can get any work.
'Where's Holden? said Elizabeth Brower. 'Dunno, said David. 'Goin' after Santa Claus he tol' me. 'Never see the beat o' that man! was the remark of Elizabeth, as she poured the tea. 'Jes' like a boy ev'ry Crissmus time. Been so excited fer a week couldn't hardly contain himself. 'Ketched him out 'n the barn if other day laffin' like a fool, said David. 'Thought he was crazy.
We have already noticed the rise and progress of this young gentleman's acquaintance with Sir Philip Gosling. Archibald, "Whose ev'ry frolic had some end in view, Ne'er played the fool, but played the rascal too," Anonymous cultivated assiduously the friendship of this weak, dissipated, vain young baronet, in hopes that he might, in process of time, make some advantage of his folly.
'A patriot is a fool in ev'ry age, Whom all lord chamberlains allow the stage. But off the stage we lay aside heroics, or how should we ever get on? Did you hear, my lord," continued the secretary, turning to Lord Glistonbury, "that there is another blue riband fallen in to us by the death of Lord G ?" "I had a great regard for poor Lord G . Many applications, I suppose, for the vacant riband?"
"The relics of invet'rate vice they wear And spots of sin obscene in ev'ry face appear. For this are various penances enjoin'd; And some are hung to bleach upon the wind, Some plunged in waters, others purged in fires, Till all the dregs are drain'd, and all the rust expires.
"I know it's mighty haud on yer, gittin' cowhided ev'ry night, but stealin' ain't goin' ter he'p it, Lizay." "I never stole yer cotton, Als'on," Little Lizay said with a certain dignity, but with an unsteady voice. "I see'd yer do it," Edny Ann interrupted. "I emptied my sack in yer baskit when I didn't go ter do it," Little Lizay continued. "It wus my own cotton I wus takin' out yer baskit."
An' I know where to use the money, Peggy, ev'ry dollar of it, whether it's thirty er fifty." Peggy sighed. "I writ a pome once," he said. "Wonder ef they'd pay fer a pome?" "What were it like?" asked Skim curiously. "It went someth'n' this way," said Peggy: "I sigh Ter fly Up high In the sky. But my Wings is shy, So I mus' cry Good-bye Ter fly- in'." "Shoo!" said Skim disdainfully.
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