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Council stood at the side of the "schooner" and helped the children out two little half- sleeping children and then a small woman with a babe in her arms. "There ye go!" he shouted jovially, to the children. "Now we're all right! Run right along to the house there, an' tell Mam' Council you wants sumpthin' t' eat. Right this way, Mis' keep right off t' the right there. I'll go an' git a lantern.
Tole the folks how my dad an' mam died whenst I war twelve year old, an' how the only reason the fambly warn't sent ter the pore-house war kase the county folks war dil'tory, an' put it off, till they 'lowed our own house war pore enough.
Slipping into her clothing the nurse went down to the front door where Uncle George was waiting. A horse and buggy stood at the front gate. "Evenin' mam, is yo' de nurse?" said the old negro, lifting his cap. "Yes, I am the nurse, Miss Farwell. Dr. Abbott sent you for me?" "'Deed he did, mam, 'deed he did said I was to fetch yo' wid big Jim out dar. Tol' me to say hit was er'mergency case.
Looking round, I saw, to my amazement, one of the inferior judges of the prime minister's court crouching by the piano. I asked how he dared to enter my house unannounced. "Mam," said he, "your servants admitted me; they know from whom I come, and would not venture to refuse me.
It had been an unusually bitter watch, and he walked impatiently up and down in Aabenraa, and waited for Mam Hansen. She was in the habit of coming at this time, or even earlier, and to-day he had almost resolved to carry matters as far as a half lager or a cup of warm coffee. But Mam Hansen came not, and he began to wonder whether it was not really his duty to report her.
"Yes, seen her to meetin' with ye; come in, mam," and she dropped a low curtsey and set forward two chairs, whose sand-scoured seats were white and spotless, for Aunt Peg was a marvel of neatness. I told our errand, and with one of her queer looks, she said: "Is he clean?" Aunt Phebe replied, "Why, I think the old man does the best he can, a lone man can't do as well as a woman, you know."
You don't see Bat around this quay without he's lookin' for some folk to come along on the Myra." The gangway clattered out on to the quay, and the man moved toward it. "We best get ashore," he said. "You see, mam, my orders are to pass you over to the folks waiting for you. That'll be Bat. He'll pass you on to Sternford. I take it you'll sleep aboard to-night. Your stateroom's booked that way.
At last he saw a gate, and inside many angels looking out at him; but two very small angels came running to meet the soul; and when he saw them, he took them up into his arms, kissed them, and carried them on towards the gate, still kissing and caressing them. I was amazed and utterly at a loss, and said, "Two angels? What? Mam not know; what?"
No one had dared to attempt restoring order in the Den; the maids would not have set foot within its door for their lives. Miss Adiesen was soothing her nerves with tea, which Mam Kirsty was administering with loud and voluble speech. "My! what a sight!" Yaspard exclaimed, as he looked into the study. "And what a smell!
I say: "Keep me one year, keep me seven, Till the gold turns silver on my head; Bring me up to the hill o' heaven, And leave me die quiet in my bed." That's what I allus say. 'Who taught you? 'My mam. 'Ah, well, it must be a good prayer if she taught it you, mustn't it? he said. Suddenly Hazel clutched his arm affrightedly. 'Hark! Galloping up yonder! Run! run! It's the Black Huntsman!
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