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It was "One Sweetly Solemn Thought" oh, rapture! Polly's high soprano floated up clear and piercing-sweet. It was so beautiful that it hurt. Missy shut her eyes. She could almost see angels in misty white and floating golden hair. Something quivered inside her; once more on the wings of music was the religious feeling stealing back to her.
And very cheerfully she went to rest that night, talking of what was to be done on the morrow, and fell asleep sweetly in her little room, with its shaded light and curtained window, and little pictures on the dim walls.
Uncle Coffin gave me an irresistible but a loving and true, not a malicious, wink. "Speakin' o' women folks, Leezur," said he, "is there any news from Lot's wife?" Captain Leezur cleared the mellow symphonies of those organs through which he intoned his speech; and was about to reply, fully and sweetly, when Captain Pharo made his appearance at the door.
"No, ma'am," said she. Maria had been taught to say "yes, ma'am" and "no, ma'am" by her own mother, whose ideas of etiquette were old-fashioned, and dated from the precepts of her own childhood. "It is a little better not to say ma'am," said Ida, sweetly. "I think that expression is not used so much as formerly."
She opened her eyes, and we all started as she said, sweetly and seemingly with the utmost unconcern. "Oh, Professor, why ask me to do what you know I can't? I don't remember anything." Then, seeing the look of amazement on our faces, she said, turning from one to the other with a troubled look, "What have I said? What have I done?
It is the essence of the earth-odour, distilled in the thousand-fold alembics of those feathery trees. And the light winds that awoke blew murmurous music, so sharply and sweetly did that keen foliage divide the air. Having gazed their fill on the morning around them, they returned to breakfast, and after breakfast they went down to the river.
Still convulsed, they descended into the midst of the amazed cooks. "I thought you said you'd gone to the Point of Pines?" said Mr. Evans, in his surprise completely forgetting to introduce Colonel Berry. "We did," replied Mrs. Evans sweetly. "It wasn't our fault that you misunderstood our note." "I'd like to see anybody that wouldn't have misunderstood it," retorted Mr. Evans.
She flung herself at him, and with a yell of terror he turned and ran at top-speed. She pursued, laughing sweetly, and calling loudly as she ran, "Kiss me some more, darling little boy! Kiss me some more, darling little boy!"
I am afraid if you leave, there will be no one else; and one soul saved outweighs all their professorships. It was sweetly said, and I knew by the look on her face that her heart was in keeping with her words, and I answered her accordingly." It was late, and the next day would be the Sabbath. Maude joined us, when a hymn was sung and a prayer offered, and we slept.
"Oh, I don't think the whole pack of us ought to go!" Ted protested in alarm. "You aren't going to let Janey and Con go, are you, Mother?" "Oh, why not?" Mrs. Toland asked soothingly. Barbara here returned to the discussion with a tragic: "Mother, they CAN'T! It would look perfectly awful!" "Well, you don't own the yacht club, you know, Babbie," Ted supplied sweetly.
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