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"It's going to be a bad storm," said Mr. Bobbsey, looking out after breakfast. "Luckily we have plenty of wood and plenty to eat." The wind howled around Snow Lodge while the white flakes came down thicker and faster. "Maybe we'll be snowed in," said Nan. "That would be fun!" cried Bert. How the wind did blow! How the snow swirled and drifted about the old farmhouse!
And as for quality, and value bots! one inch of Ruth is worth all your seven feet put together. Now I am not seven feet high; nor ever was six feet eight inches, in my very prime of life; and nothing vexes me so much as to make me out a giant, and above human sympathy, and human scale of weakness. It cost me hard to hold my tongue; which luckily is not in proportion to my stature.
Her father is dead and her mother is in an asylum. 'Poor little thing! The two young women were leaning back in their chairs, their faces turned towards each other as they talked, and Ida was still busy with her crochet. 'Luckily she has a sunny nature, said Miss More. 'She is interested in everything she sees and hears. She laughed a little.
Still her father would not consent to our marriage, till very luckily things went bad with him; corn, crops, cattle, the deuce was in them all; an execution was in his house, and a writ out against his person. I settled these matters for him, and in return received a father-in-law's blessing, and we are now the best friends in the world.
He had kept them with him as much as he could, and luckily the excited interest they took in the progress of the inn made them happy to hang about it most of the time of the delicate and dangerous week before Mrs.
So I kept turning over and over the painful subject, one evening, I mean, of course, in my mind, for I had not really broached this matter of legislative action. Luckily, "he" had brought in the new edition of George Herbert's Works. We were reading aloud, and "he" read the chapter of "The Parson in Sacraments."
A bullet whistled by my ear, and another flew so close to Baptiste that he dropped his paddle and threw himself flat, uttering a shrill "Nom de Dieu!" The women screamed, and Lavigne cried out with a curse that he had a ball in his right arm. "Redskins!" I yelled. "Down down for your lives!" The canoe was luckily of a good depth, and we all crouched low and hugged the bottom.
Just as we came under his quarter he pointed a gun that was sticking out a little abaft his main-shrouds right at us, and put the match to it, but it happened very luckily that the gun blew. A fellow that was standing on the quarter-deck then took up a blunderbuss and presented it, which by its not going off must have missed fire.
The Aline was luckily lying close in-shore, and we stood on her deck, after a short pull in the sampan, wringing wet. A pleasant welcome from her captain, however, dry clothes, and a glass of grog in her cheerful and well-lit cabin, soon set things right, and we turned in and slept soundly, undisturbed by the bustle and noise that always attends the departure of a ship.
"Stop it, Freddie! Stop it! Dish yeah am awful! It suttinly am turrible!" Luckily for Dinah, Freddie had been playing so long out in the yard with his engine that there was only a little water left in it. When this had squirted out there was no more until he filled the tank again. "Oh my!" cried Dinah, as she went on over to the sink, and set down the smoking pan of candy. "Oh my!"
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