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"I don't care: he's the one I wish she'd get married to." Herbert was astounded. "Noble Dill? Why, I heard mamma and Aunt Hattie and Uncle Joe talkin' about him yesterday." "What'd they say?" "Most of the time," said Herbert, "they just laughed.
Your Aunt Hattie heard me and got up. She won't let me give brandy even to a dumb beast, so I put some ground ginger, which is just as good, in the milk, and forced it down the lamb's throat. Then we wrapped an old blanket round him, and put him near the stove, and the next evening he was ready to go back to his mother.
Only one village censor dared speak, saying slyly to Young Nick's Hattie: "Ain't no room for grandpa in the new house, is there?" Hattie opened her eyes wide at this discovery, though now she realized that echoes of a like benevolence had reached her ears before.
The tension of the hour was almost more than he could bear; he longed for morning, in sharp suspense, with a faint hope that the light might bring relief. Just as the stars faded, and one luminous line pencilled the east, he rose, smoothed his hair, and stepped softly out upon the beach. There he saw two shadowy figures, Sereno and Hattie. She hurried forward to meet him.
The Angel of Death shall never find me with the odor of liquor on my lips. Could you send for some nitroglycerin?" By the time Mrs. Ivy was revived, Connie and Hattie had joined the group in the hall, and the latter was reading aloud in awe-struck tones the account of the People's Bank failure.
She stood still, and a smile broke all over her face. "Why, Hattie," she said, catching up the eldest of the three girls and giving her a fervent hug "how did you slip out of Aunt Raby's room?" "Oh, I managed to," said Hattie in a stage whisper. "Aunt Raby came upstairs half an hour ago, and she undressed very fast, and got into bed, and I heard her snoring in about a minute.
I see you all whirled about between 'em, but I sense nothin' about how it's goin' to turn out land sakes, child, don't you ever dust behind the pictures? You'll have to be neater if you expect to make a good wife to the dark gentleman " "Will it be him?" asked Hattie, stopping with a sheet in her hands. "Now the spirits slipped that right out of me, didn't they?" pursued Rosalie.
"But you needn't ask when I was born, for I shan't tell you, if you do. My name was Hattie Snow." "'Harriet, I presume." Mr. Smith's pencil was busily at work. "Yes Harriet Snow. And the Snows were just as good as the Blaisdells, if I do say it. There were a lot that wanted me oh, I was pretty THEN, Mr. Smith." She laughed, and bridled again self-consciously. "But I took Jim.
"Silly ain't no name for him, with his square, Charley-boy face and polished hair; and " "You let him alone, Hattie Krakow! What's it to you if " "Nothing except I always say October is my unlucky month, because it was just a year ago that they moved him and the sheet music down to the basement. Honest, I'm going to buy me a pair of earmuffs!
There were Young Nick and his Hattie, living in the big new house, with its spacious piazza and cool green blinds; there the two daughters were born and bred, and the elder of them was married. It was easy to see in him the pathetic symbol of a bygone generation relegated to the past. A little wave of sympathy crept to his very feet, and then, finding itself unnoted, ebbed away again.
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