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Otto was Otto Brand; Eli Griffin came of New England parentage, and had some of the traits that distinguish Yankees the world over, though a pretty fine fellow, all told; Andy McGuffey, as his name would indicate, could look back to a Scotch ancestry, and occasionally a touch of the brogue might be detected in his speech; Sandy Dowd had red hair, blue eyes and a host of very noticeable freckles; but could be good-natured in spite of any drawbacks; while the lad called "K. K." was in reality Kenneth Kinkaid; but since boys generally have little use for a name that makes a mouthful, he was known far and wide under that singularly abbreviated cognomen.
I hope she enjoys her food better than when I was with you. Children must eat if they would grow. Tell Kathleen to keep out of the sun, or wear a hat, as her complexion is not at all what it used to be. Without color and with freckles she will be an unusually plain child. Give my love to darling Nancy. What a treasure you have in your eldest, Margaret! I hope you are properly grateful for her.
You are more than kind to bring it!" Freckles stood blinking in the dazzling glory of her smile until he scarcely could see to lift the basket. "Mercy!" she exclaimed. "I think I had better be naming you the 'Angel. My Guardian Angel." "Yis," said Freckles. "I look the character every day but today most emphatic!" "Angels don't go by looks," laughed the girl.
The boy Joe went quickly about, putting the dishes Sam had wiped on the shelves. Somewhere on the river, far below the house, a steamboat whistled. The backs of the hands of the boy were covered with freckles. How quick and competent the hands were. Here was new life, as yet clean, unsoiled, unshaken by life. Sam was shamed by the trembling of his own hands.
Then he shook hands with Sylvia. "It's a good thing you carry around those curls for people to know you by, Miss Lacey," he said. Her upturned eyes were dark with excitement, her sudden color was high. There were little freckles across the bridge of her piquant nose. She was alive and glowing in every line.
Will you never learn how much you are to me how happy you make me in coming to me with anything, no matter what?" "Then it's this," said Freckles, gripping the hand of McLean strongly. "If this accident, and all that's come to me since, had never happened, where was it you had planned to send me to school? What was it you meant for me to do?"
He was a young man of medium height, with light chestnut hair, gray eyes, and a skin full of freckles; gifted with a charming voice, a tranquil manner; making few gestures; thoughtful, saying little, and that little sensible; contradicting no one, and quite incapable of a sordid thought or a selfish calculation. "That," thought Madame Thuillier, "is what I should have liked my husband to be."
The perspiration ran down his face and body in little streams. Something big, black, and heavy came crashing through the swamp close to him, and with a yell of utter panic Freckles ran how far he did not know; but at last he gained control over himself and retraced his steps. His jaws set stiffly and the sweat dried on his body.
The empty, smooth face, like yours, for instance, which, when one looks at it, shows only white and pink, is the beauty of the plebeian; Apollo's countenance is freckled." Manlius knew that Carinus liked to be called Apollo. The courtiers were horrified at this bold assertion. "I repeat that Apollo's face is adorned with freckles.
Her face was no longer childish in its charm. It had lost the first roundness of youth, but had gained in expression. A soul seemed to be shining through the veil of flesh white and rose-red flesh, divinely gilt with freckles and fluttering in the troubled depths of her blue eyes.
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