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Consequently, Elaine looked forward to the dinner-hour with mixed anticipations. Mr. Perkins, Uncle Israel, Mrs. Dodd, and Mrs. Holmes each found a note under their plates when they sat down. Uncle Israel's face relaxed into an expression of childlike joy when he found the envelope addressed to him. "Valentine, I reckon," he said, "or mebbe it's sunthin' from Santa Claus."
Have no poet's dreams, lingering in the untenanted spaces, claimed your beauteous spirit in sleep?" "Oh, Mr. Perkins, have I your room? I will so gladly give it up I " The poet raised his hand. "No. The place where you have walked is holy ground. Not for the world would I dispossess you, but " A meaning look did the rest.
Charlotte Perkins Gilman begs the spectators to say "thumbs-down" and let her put it out of its agony altogether in such an age there comes, at Freiburg, in this First International Congress on Domestic Science and Arts, the most serious, the most notable, recognition. ever given in any age to the home's economic value. A real paradox?
"No, no, I only helped. But I am anxious about Billy." She spoke as though Roderick were as interested in the Perkins family as his father. "Is there any one up at Mr. Hamilton's camp, I wonder, who would keep an eye on him. He is all right if he's only watched, so that he can't get whiskey. There's young Mr. Hamilton, he's going, isn't he?" "Yes."
The cow was lying down, breathing with difficulty. Elihu Perkins looked at her sharply through his "specs." "What do you think of her, neighbor Perkins?" asked the owner, anxiously. The cow doctor shifted a piece of tobacco from one cheek to the other, and looked wise. "I think the critter's nigh her end," he said, at last. "Is she so bad as that?" "Pears like it.
That gentleman seemed greatly surprised, and even startled at the earnestness of the young man, and more particularly so when he learned precisely the relation in which he stood to the daughter of Mr. Ballantine. "I remember the fact," was his reply. "But then, the young woman was, of course, a mere pretender." "But how do you know?" urged Mr. Perkins.
Perkins, "you have known for some time past the nature of my political opinions, and the intimacy which I have had the honour to form with one with some of the leading members of the Liberal party." "That you what, sir?" exclaimed little Mr. Crampton, bouncing off his chair. "You don't mean to say that you are such a fool as to decline the place?"
Indeed, she frequently spoke of 'my' dining-room table, bedrooms, silver, front hall, windows, and the like. Even the meals served to Mr. and Mrs. Perkins were, until eaten, 'my dining-room breakfast, 'my dining-room tea, and so forth. On my way back from the ash-heap with Mrs. Gabbitas's bucket, I almost collided with Mr.
I told her at tea-time she had better go in early and shut her stateroom door, because if any of the Dagos chanced to come aboard, I couldn't be responsible for the language of my crowd. We are supposed to keep clear of profanity this trip, she being a niece of Mr. Perkins of Bristol, our owner, and a Methodist. But, hang it all, there's reason in all things.
"I forgot," said Perkins, with a bland smile, "that you are unaware of our plan of campaign. After communicating with the insurgents, I land here with a small force to assist them. I do this to anticipate any action and prevent the interference of the Mexican coaster, now due, which always touches here through ignorance of the channel leading to the Bay of Todos Santos and the Presidio.
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