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Next day it was raining, and he asked for the book again. Mrs. Carey gave it him joyfully. Talking over his future with her husband she had found that both desired him to take orders, and this eagerness for the book which described places hallowed by the presence of Jesus seemed a good sign. It looked as though the boy's mind addressed itself naturally to holy things.
She is very well got thither, of which I am heartily glad. After writing several letters, I home to supper and to bed. Up, and was in great trouble how to get a passage to White Hall, it raining, and no coach to be had. So I walked to the Old Swan, and there got a scull. To the Duke of Yorke, where we all met to hear the debate between Sir Thomas Allen and Mr.
At present cattle left to their own devices on this coast would soon starve to death. Dana describes violent storms of wind and rain, mainly from the southeast, which the ship, anchored a few miles off the coast, or cruising up and down, experienced at all times of year one or more storms each week, often lasting for days. One December he describes it as raining every hour for the whole month.
I hope you will not worry over this long separation. I don't know of any experience I have had which has done me so much good, and being with such a fine lot of fellows is a great pleasure. The scenery is very beautiful when it is not raining. I have a cot raised off the ground in the Colonel's tent and am very well off.
It had been D'Artagnan's practice, ever since the riots, to sleep in the same room as Porthos, and on this eventful morning he was still there, sleeping, and dreaming that a yellow cloud had overspread the sky and was raining gold pieces into his hat, which he held out till it was overflowing with pistoles.
"I have an engagement for to-day." "But the storm is too severe. It's raining and blowing dreadfully. Wait an hour or two until it holds up a little." "Oh dear, no, Mrs. Grant! I can't stop for a trifle of rain." "It's no trifle of rain this morning, let me tell you, Mary. You'll get drenched to the skin. Now don't go out, child!" "I must indeed, Mrs. Grant.
One of these tales made a deep impression upon me, and I still remember the chief incidents. The story opens with the description of a village in late autumn. It has been raining for some time heavily, and the road has become covered with a deep layer of black mud.
It is yet early in the autumn, but the variety of colour spread over the landscape is delightful to the eye; the rich brown of the buckwheat, the bright yellow mustard; the green pastures by rivers, and the poppies in the golden corn; the fields, divided by high hedges, and interspersed with mellowed trees; the orchards raining fruit that glitters in the sunshine as it falls; the purple heath, the luxuriant ferns.
You can let them letters rest a spell." The young man took his hat and umbrella, for it was still raining, and started on his errand, but his employer stopped him. "Wait a bit, Charlie. Do you remember that young feller what called here for a job week before last, the time I sold that Johnson property, you know?" "Said he was a printer from Kansas City?" asked Charlie. The other nodded.
And so with a nod to the stranger she went for her wraps. But she found him again in the vestibule, and wondered if he had waited for her to come down. "What's the name?" he asked, as the servant came forward to call her carriage. "I haven't any cab," Milly replied bravely. It was her custom these days Cinderella-like to dispense with a return cab. "But it's raining," the man protested.
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