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But you could not touch it, Jography, for if you did anything so dreadful, dreadful mean as that, your heart would break, and you would not care for your mother to pet you, and if your big brother were an honest man, you would not like to look at him.

He proposed, as they had got into Caen, that they should run no further risk, but spend the night there. But this proposition was met by tears of reproach by Cecile. "Oh, dear Jography! and stepmother did say, never, never to stay in the big towns always to sleep in the little inns. Caen is much, much too big a town. We must not break my word to stepmother we must not stay here."

I am most grateful to you, Jesus the Guide, for what you did for me and Maurice and Toby the last two nights. Jesus the Guide, will you tell me how to find Jography and how to get to France? and when we go there will you guide us? Please do, though it isn't the New Jerusalem nor the Celestial City. But I have very important business there, Jesus, very important.

Then she paused, and added slowly, being prompted by her new and great love, "But it must be just as you like, Jesus." After this prayer, Cecile resolved to wait in all day, for if there was a man called Jography, he would be sure to knock at the door during the day, and come in and say to Cecile that Jesus had sent him, and that he was ready to show her the way to France.

Only once did Billy pause in his work, and that was to ask: "Ma, what do you think I'd better name him?" Giving names was one of Mrs. Wiggs's chief accomplishments, and usually required much thoughtful consideration; but in this case if there was to be a christening it must be at once. "I'd like a jography name," suggested Billy, feeling that nothing was too good to bestow upon his treasure. Mrs.

As he reached the house, his father was just coming out. 'You're too late, said the latter, with a shake of the head. 'Tell Mr. Ackroyd you must be back by nine. What about your lessons, eh? 'Lessons! exclaimed Jack, scornfully. 'Do them in half a crack before breakfast. Why, there's nothing but a bit of jography, and some kings, and three proportion sums, and a page of 'All right.

Orma Fry occasionally took out a novel, and her brother Ben was fond of what he called "jography," and of books relating to trade and bookkeeping; but no one else asked for anything except, at intervals, "Uncle Tom's Cabin," or "Opening of a Chestnut Burr," or Longfellow.

Again the eye closed in a slow and solemn wink. "And we thought, 'is ma and me, that we would like to get Samuel into some easy job " "An easy job, eh?" "Yes, sir. Something in the office, 'ere." "But his brain, you say, would not let him study his books." "Oh, it was them sums, sir, an' the Jography and the 'Istory an' the Composition, an', an' wot else, Samuel?

Oh, Jography! I cry when I read it, and I will read it to you. Only it is very sad. It's all about the lovely life of Jesus, and then how He was killed and He let it be done for you and me. You will love Jesus when I read from the New Testament about Him, Joe." "I'd like to hear it, Missie, darling and I love you now." "And I love you, poor, poor Joe and here is a kiss for you, Joe.

"Humph! Then I think I ought to have my pay raised. I joined the Maid of Salcombe to sail her, not to give you lessons in jography, etymology, syntax, and prosody, as it used to say in my lesson book when I was a little 'un." "Ah, well, I won't bother you any more to-day, captain," said Rodd; "only one always wants to know what things are when they are quite fresh."