United States or Armenia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"I was just a-thinkin'," said Barby; "Mis' Douglass sent round to know if Mis' Rossitur would like a piece of fresh meat Earl's been killing a sheep there's a nice quarter, she says, if she'd like to have it." "A quarter of mutton!" said Fleda, "I don't know no, I think not, Barby; I don't know when we should be able to pay it back again.
"It's a confounded life, Sir," said Mr. Rossitur, taking a pamphlet from the table to fold and twist as he spoke; "it is a confounded life; for the head and the hands must either live separate, or the head must do no other work but wait upon the hands. It is an alternative of loss and waste, Sir."
Suppose we try to get home with these baskets." Which they did. "Has Philetus got home?" was Fleda's first question. "No," said Mrs. Rossitur, "but Dr. Quackenboss has been here and brought the paper he was at the post-office this morning, he says. Did you see Mr. Olmney?" "Yes ma'am, and I feel he has saved me from a lame arm those pine knots are so heavy." "He is a lovely young man!" said Mrs.
There was cloudy weather in the financial world of New York and he wisely judged it best that his own eyes should be on the spot to see to his own interests. Nobody was sorry for this determination. Mrs. Rossitur always liked what her husband liked, but she had at the same time a decided predilection for home.
Even the subtle charm which they could not quite recognise wrought fascination. Miss Cynthia declared afterwards, half admiring and half vexed, that he spoiled her supper, for she forgot to think how it tasted. Rossitur his good humour was entirely restored; but whether even Mr.
We can be happy anywhere together." If there was not much in the reasoning there was something in the tone of the words to bid Mrs. Rossitur bear herself well. Its tremulous sweetness, its anxious love, was without a taint of self-recollection; its sorrow was for her. Mrs. Rossitur felt that she must not shew herself overcome.
Mauleverer's signature attested the receipt of the sum paid over to him by Rachel for household expenses. Rachel carried them down to Mrs. Rossitur, but this evidence utterly failed to convince that worthy personage that she had ever received a farthing after the 1st of December.
"I can't tell!" said Rossitur; "depends on himself, it will end according to his answers." "Is his offence so great that it cannot be forgiven upon my entreaty?" "Mr. Carleton!" said Rossitur "I would gladly pleasure you, Sir; but, you see, this is a thing a man owes to himself." "What thing, Sir?" "Why, not to suffer impertinence to be offered him with impunity."
Taking Fleda's hand with his wonted graceful lightness of manner he walked on with her, leaving the other two to follow together. "You would like to know, perhaps," observed Mr. Rossitur in rather a low tone, "that Mr. Carleton is an Englishman." "Ay, ay?" said Mr. Ringgan. "An Englishman, is he? Well sir, what is it that I would like to know?" "That" said Rossitur.
On the first dismissal of Donohan Fleda hoped for a good turn of affairs. But Mr. Rossitur, disgusted with his first experiment, resolved this season to be his own head man; and appointed Lucas Springer the second in command, with a posse of labourers to execute his decrees. It did not work well. Mr.
Word Of The Day