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An Irishwoman at another laundry who had married an Italian said, “Sure I am always happy. It leaves me no time to think.” At a knitting plant one girl said “when she didn't work, she was always thinking of dead people, but work always made her cheer up directly.” The great industrial population comes from crowded tenements.
She was a firm believer in the teaching of experience: "Experience does it," was her translation of the classic adage. And so one morning found Virginia sitting opposite Mrs. Burke in the kitchen at Thunder Cliff, knitting her brows and poking the toe of her boot with the end of her parasol in an absent-minded way. This was symptomatic. "Anything on your mind, Virginia? What's up now?" Mrs.
"Girls," she began, and something in her tone made them drop their knitting for a moment and gather anxiously about her. "Those, those Germans " "Huns, you mean," interrupted Mollie fiercely, as she read over the Little Captain's shoulder. "Have sunk another of our ships," said Betty, her lips set in a straight line. "And and they think the loss will be heavy.
Afterward Jeanne Marie was always the first on the platform near the guillotine; and when Samson and his assistants mounted the scaffold in the morning, and waited for the cars, the first thing they did was to look over to the tribune to see if Mistress Simon was there with her knitting, for it used to seem to them that the work of hewing off heads went more briskly on if Jeanne Marie was there and kept the account in her stocking.
Women have not only been knitting they have been thinking. Among other things they have thought about the German women, those faithful, patient, home-loving, obedient women, who never interfere in public affairs, nor question man's ruling. The Kaiser says women have only two concerns in life, cooking and children, and the German women have accepted his dictum.
'He likes jobs of that nater. I don't know what in the world he meant. I s'pose ye've heerd all about it, Mrs. Larkins?" "Yes," came the somewhat slow reply. "I've heard too much." "Ye don't say so now!" and Mrs. Stickles laid down her cup, and brought forth the knitting which she had with her. "Anything serious?" "Well, you can judge for yourself.
And if it was an appointment with any one belonging to Malsham, why couldn't it have stood over till Saturday? It must be something out of the common that won't keep a couple of days." Mrs. Tadman went on with her knitting, gazing at Ellen with an expectant countenance, waiting for her to make some suggestion.
He walked slowly across the room, knitting his brows and staring at her with eyes that were at once crafty and awed, as children's are when they perceive that grown-ups are concealing some important fact from them, and harbour at once a quick, indignant resolution to find out what it is as soon as possible, and a slow, acquiescent sense that the truth must be a very sacred thing if it has to be veiled.
Montgomery plied her knitting needles with almost lightning rapidity, and the exercise seemed to give relief to the angry feeling that accompanied it. "You need not say a word in Matilda's defence, William. I pity Stephen Verne from the bottom of my heart. It is always such men that become martyrs to the whims and tyrannical grievances of their wives." Mrs.
Alec, knitting his brows, as he always did when any allusion was made to that other Rose. "Mark my words, you will repent it," and with that awful prophecy, Aunt Myra departed like a black shadow. Now it must be confessed that among the Doctor's failings and he had his share was a very masculine dislike of advice which was thrust upon him unasked.
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