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"I don't know exactly how to say what I mean, papa, but I wish I could get this lovely afternoon, all full of sunshine and blue, into unity with all that you teach us about Jesus Christ. I wish this beautiful day came in with my thought of him, like the frame gold and red and blue that you have to that picture of him at home. Why doesn't it?"
Pshaw! pshaw! pshaw! it is not melted, child it is the same as no sugar!. Oh, my foot, girl, my foot! you kill me. Go, go, I'm busy. I've business to do. Go and send William to me; do you hear, love? Lucy. And the old man, papa? Just. What old man? I tell you what, I've been plagued ever since I was awake, and before I was awake, about that old man. If he can't wait, let him go about his business.
This is papa's house, and we are living here as his guests." "D your papa!" he said as he burst out of the room. After a quarter of an hour he put his head again into the room and saw her sitting, like a statue, exactly where he had left her. "I have written the notes both to Lady Eustace and to Mrs. Leslie," he said. "You can't think it any sin at any rate to ask your aunt."
You and I will have to breakfast with him and dine with him, first one and then the other." "But papa will miss us." "We must go through the ceremony of a second breakfast and a second dinner." This was the beginning of Edith's scheme. "Of course it's a bore; all things are bores. This about the flood is the most terrible bore I ever knew.
He closed his book as they entered, rose and wheeled an easy chair nearer the fire for his father, who took it with a pleasant "Thank you, my son," and drew Lulu to a seat upon his knee. "What were you reading, Max?" he asked. "'Story of United States Navy for Boys," answered the lad. "Papa would you be willing for me to go into the navy?"
Then a warm flood of joy shot through him, and suddenly he was seized by an irresistible impulse to kiss his father which was a most unusual endearment between them. As he put his hand on the table to get off the chair, it touched the trough, and once more his mood changed. He seemed to stiffen, and all he could do was to hold out his hand and whisper: "Thank you very much, papa!"
At nightfall eight o'clock in this pleasant season Jane was saying her prayers beside her bed, while her mother stood close by, waiting to put out the light. "An' bless mamma and papa an' " Jane murmured, coming to a pause. "An' an' bless Willie," she added, with a little reluctance. "Go on, dear," said her mother. "You haven't finished." "I know it, mamma," Jane looked up to say.
I remember one day when she was packing books and music and odd things that she would not of course have taken with her just for a journey, I said to her, "Why, mother, what a lot of books you are taking! And all those table-covers and mats and things you never take those when we go to the sea-side." Papa was standing by and mother looked up at him. "Need I take them?" she said.
"I suppose so, papa," said Lulu, "and though Maxie doesn't say much about his own share in the work, I feel very sure he did his part. And aren't you proud of him your eldest son?" "I am afraid I am," replied her father, with a smile in his eyes. "It may be all parental partiality, but my boy seems to me one of whom any father might well be proud."
I looked the place all over for accommodations." "But we are too late to leave the place to-night, papa," replied Miss Margie, and both she and her father seemed to be very anxious about the situation. "We shall find some kind of accommodations at the hotels, though it be nothing better than the servants' rooms. They won't let us sleep in the streets," added the father, more cheerfully.
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