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We never saw Peg again; but before the winter had passed, the old Squire bought another small flock of sheep from a neighbor. The school committee finally decided that Master Brench's curious methods of punishment were not actually dangerous. He was advised, however, to discontinue them; and school went on again Monday morning.

And to think the one person in whom she trusted had been just amusing himself with her, leading her to believe he was a farmer "less than that" he had once said, and all the time he was a man of breeding and of birth and of title. Poor Peg felt so humiliated that she made up her mind she would never see him again.

Each time that I went to take a drink, a considerable waste took place, in consequence of my having no vessel to draw it in; and, moreover, to drink from the hole I had made was altogether an unsatisfactory way of quenching my thirst. As soon as the peg was drawn out, a strong jet would shoot forth, to which I applied my mouth.

Don't we fly high or fly low, just as we please?" "Yes." "Don't we steer whichever way we want to?" "Yes." "And don't we land when and where we please?" "Yes." "How do we move the balloon and steer it?" "By touching the buttons." "NOW I reckon the thing is clear to you at last. In the other case the moving and steering was done by turning a peg. We touch a button, the prince turned a peg.

"Then why are you so particular about it?" "The others are English " She knew she had made an unfortunate speech the moment the words had left her lips and hastened to modify it. "He'll like to see me humiliated. He looks upon women as dirt. He's Oh, I don't know, but not before him!" "It'll do you a world of good to be taken down a peg or two, my lady." "Oh, how heartless, how cruel!"

Poor Janet, you know dressing her is like hanging clothes on a wooden peg, and a peg that won't stand still, and has curious theories of the beautiful, carried out in a still more curious way.

Even the home letters were a grievous task to her, for she never could think of anything to say. Margaret, deep in the precious pages of Froissart, it might be, would be roused by a portentous sigh, and looking up, would find Peggy champing the penhandle, and gazing at her with lack-lustre eyes. "What's the matter now, Peg of Limavaddy?" "I can't think of a single thing to say." "Child!

"Is it usual for English husbands with babies to kiss other women's hands?" and Peg looked swiftly at her cousin. Ethel checked an outburst and said quite calmly: "It is a very old and a very respected custom." "The devil doubt it but it's OLD. I'm not so sure about the RESPECT. Why doesn't he kiss me AUNT'S hand as well?" Ethel went quickly to the staircase.

Ida was sitting alone in the dreary apartment which she was now obliged to call home. Peg had gone out, and, not feeling quite certain of her prey, had bolted the door on the outside. She had left some work for the child some handkerchiefs to hem for Dick with strict orders to keep steadily at work. While seated at work, she was aroused from thoughts of home by a knock at the door.

"And Stanley says she is stuck up to the last degree," added Tom. "Maybe this will take her down a peg anyway I hope so." Sam was searching his pockets. He brought out several dried beans and a heavy rubber elastic. "The remains of a slingshot and ammunition I confiscated from a Freshy who was taking shots at me," he explained. "Drop the beans in they'll look like jelly beans!" cried Tom.