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Mux, knowing that all conversation was irrevocably closed after his prayers were said, would try every night to prolong this period. After Mux had climbed into bed, he said thoughtfully: "Don't you think, mother, that if people planted cherries where cabbage now grows everybody could eat cherries instead of cabbage?" "We simply have to stop now, Mux," Mrs.
Now there are few people clothed in sane minds who do not like raw oysters. Mark this, however: when you see a person wash raw oysters, keep out of his way; he has lost either his wits or his morals. The only two creatures I ever knew to wash raw oysters were Mux and an oyster-dealer in Cambridge Street, Boston.
"You can read it here. See, it is written there!" said Mux, placing his picture book on Cornelli's lap and pointing to a splendid colored picture. "Read what is written here," he directed. "Dino once read it aloud to me and then I knew it." Cornelli read aloud: "Agnes orders Rudolph von Warth to be bound to the wheel." "Now you see it," Mux said complacently.
You must never think any more that your sister has done such a dreadful thing." "Oh, but look at the goat wagon, now," begged Mux, a little disappointed. "Why is the child here crying on the road? Just look how he is pressing his hands up to his eyes! Oh, he is so unhappy! Do you know why?" Mux shook his head. "Then I have to read it quickly," said Cornelli.
He looked upon her as an old acquaintance, for Dino had talked so much about her. First he took her to see the kitchen. "But I am sure Dino does not sleep here," said Cornelli, surprised. "No, this is the kitchen; there are no beds here," Mux asserted. "But I shall show you first why Agnes cried one whole hour to-day, or perhaps it was two."
Mux was soon calmed by the soothing words and the good soup's delicious odor which penetrated his nostrils. So he said grace in quite a tolerable manner. Cornelli had been very much touched by his desire to sit beside her. She was anxious to do him a favor, too, and she tried to think of something that might please him.
One day, the first day that Mux was given the liberty of the yard, who should he run foul of but Tom! The struggle had to come sometime, and it was just as well that it came thus early, while Tom and Mux were on an equal footing as to size, for Mux was young and growing. Tom was boss of the yard. Every farmer's dog that went to town by our gate knew enough to pass by on the other side.
I hope very much that we have the usual chocolate to drink to-day, for it is a good old custom for birthdays which should not be neglected. So a singing school is to be founded," he continued, while Mux gazed solemnly at the three huge cakes which were placed beside the three big chocolate pots. "The wandering harp players are a little too poetical for me, but I like the idea of a school, Agnes.
It was not mere chance that Mux was born in the edge of the Bear Swamp, close to the wide marshes that ran out to the river. This was the great country of the frogs the milk-and-honey country to the ring-tailed family in the hollow gum. But Mux had never tasted frog. He had not been weaned when I kidnapped him.
There was no pastry the exact recipe of which as well as how it tasted Mux could not tell. In this manner he lived through heavenly days. They were no less heavenly for the other children. Dino and Cornelli had started the large undertaking of laying out Martha's garden after their own plan. They were so busy inventing things and carrying them out that they could hardly ever be found.
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