United States or Ethiopia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


"What I done now?" asked the boy innocently, "'tain't no harm as I can see jes' to straddle a churn." "Go out in the front yard," commanded his aunt, "and sit in the swing till I call you. I'll finish the work without your assistance. And, William," she called after him, "there is a very bad little boy who lives next door; I want you to have as little to do with him as possible."

"If the professor cannot explain it, don't expect me to do so," returned his chum. "It am de seriousest question dat has ebber come befo' us," declared Washington, looking wondrous wise. "Disher jumpin' has always been in ma fambly, howebber. We had some great jumpers down Souf befo' de War." The boys hurried to finish the repairs.

"Well, suppose we say you do my work Saturday and Sunday. That means you finish up two sermons, which must be original and interesting when you are preaching to the same set of people about a hundred and fifty times a year. Then you must go and see a woman who is always complaining, and listen to her woes for three-quarters of an hour.

"You haven't let me finish, Jim," she cried. But he shook his head. "No need. I'll tell you the rest. We'll start in together, up there, and we'll keep the sewing-machine for home use. You see my socks 'll sure need darning." "Silly. You don't do that with a sewing-machine." Peter's spring wagon was standing outside his door.

The critics were highly pleased with the beauty and finish of her style. She produced the principal parts of her répertoire in "Fidelio," "Don Giovanni," Weber's "Oberon" and "Euryanthe," and Mozart's "Serail." It was in "Fidelio," however, that she raised the enthusiasm of her audiences to the highest pitch.

At last he spoke, gravely and tenderly, of his early life, when she, a little girl, had known him; of his love and hope; of his sorrow and the years of lonely work in foreign lands; of his sister's coming; of his meeting with them all, and of how much they had brought into his life. But, as he looked up, he could not wait to finish the story as he had planned.

From the time that I began The Captive it has been almost two months; it is just six weeks from the day I wrote that I had ten or twelve weeks in which to finish. I have done well financially I have twenty-one dollars left, and I have paid for my typewriting. It is not a fortune. But enough is as good as a fortune. And I am coming on!

An old hat stuffed into one pane of glass, and an old flannel petticoat, as yaller as jaundice, in another, finish off the front; an old pair of breeches, and the pad of a bran new cart saddle worn out, titivate the eend, while the backside is all closed up on account of the wind.

The artist stands off brush in hand and fights his subject to a finish, the force of one stroke neutralizing and parrying another. This is as true of linear as color composition, where the scheme is one producing harmony by opposition of colors. In the photograph of the Indian and horse we have a subject full of fine quality.

He might have worked it up with more art, and given it a finish which the narration now lacks, but I think best to insert it in its simplicity. It seems to me that it may properly be called, In the winter of 1850 I was a member of one of the leading colleges of this country.