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Cabbage-tree hats or billycocks were on every head, and for the rest a gray or blue jumper tucked into Clay-stained trousers and Wellington boots satisfied the majority.
He was as much of an expert in sport as he was in reading, the best jumper, runner, swimmer, and rower of his age in Boston. And he enjoyed it, too. Perhaps he enjoyed being the best more than any part of the sport.
"Yes, sir, he was an awful jumper. Those boys they said I lied. First they said he couldn't do it, then they said I didn't have any dog, and then I " "And then you said you had the elephant?" "Yes, sir. Say, you ain't going to tell 'em what I've told you?" "You better believe I'm not.
I should think it would be awful living in the dark that way all the time." "You forget that he cannot see as you can, and so prefers the dark," replied Old Mother Nature. "As for fun, he gets that in his work. He is called Miner because he lives in the ground and is always tunneling." "What does he eat, the roots of plants?" asked Jumper the Hare. Old Mother Nature shook her head.
Jumper does the same thing. I forgot to say I don't like water." Old Mother Nature smiled. "You are thinking of that cousin of yours, the Marsh Rabbit who lives way down in the Sunny South," said she. Peter looked a wee bit foolish and admitted that he was. Jumper the Hare was all interest at once. You see, he had never heard of this cousin.
In the morning he would leave dressed in his old working suit and carrying his lunch box, Carlotta waving him a farewell from her window, or, if he had an engagement outside with Carlotta, wearing a good suit, and trusting to his overalls and jumper to protect it, working all day with John and Bill, or Malachi Dempsey and Joseph for there was rivalry between these two groups as to which should have his company or leaving the shop early and riding with her a part of the time, coming home at night to be greeted by Carlotta as though she had not seen him at all.
'See that you keep out of danger, for that is why I have made you the greatest jumper in the Green Forest, said she. "Little Mr. Squirrel did. People who, like Peter, did not use their eyes, thought that he could fly, and he was called the Flying Squirrel. He was the great-great-ever-so-great-grandfather of Timmy whom you both know."
Most people would have pronounced her a man, for she wore precisely the same dress fur jumper and long boots that was worn by the men of the Dolphin. Her lips were thick and her nose was blunt; she wore her hair turned up, and twisted into a knot on the top of her head; her hood was thrown back, and inside of this hood there was a baby a small and a very fat baby!
How much of this is thine own, Richard, and how much comes from others? I would sift the wheat from the chaff. Part is my own, for I saw the jumper, though it was broken up and burnt in a day or two. I have told you that I saw the old man with his spades and picks.
But I want to tell you you're the most wonderful dancer and jumper in America!" "I danced and jumped so well, Dagaeoga, because your need made me do so. Necessity gives a wonderful spring to the muscles. Behold how long and strong you sweep with the paddle because the bullets of the enemy impel you." "Which way are we going, Tayoga? What is your plan?"
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