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Peace pondered deeply, then drew off a small, worn, gold ring which had lost its "set," and laid it in the man's hand, saying, "That's all the prop'ty I've got except eight hens which I gave Gail for those I poisoned. It had a ruby in it once, but the old rooster picked it out and et it. I used to have two bunnies, too, but last Christmas the German kids ate Winkum and Blinkum all up." Mr.
There is a whole platter full of Winkum and Blinkum left, and it's all wasted. Mercy me, what a shame!" She went out into the kitchen and surveyed the rejected delicacy with mournful eyes. Then a new idea occurred to her, and, with no thought of irreverence, she murmured to herself, "I don't believe the Christ Child would have cared whether He had turkey or rabbit for dinner.
Chandler, who was one of the fastest sprinters in the world, and had beaten the record in San Francisco in the fall of last year, got through his men in brilliant form, and came down on the goalkeeper like 'winkum. Just as he was poising himself, however, for a final shot, M'Neil deliberately crossed the field from the opposite side, and after dodging about the young American, rushed in and took the leather away, and keeping it between his feet for a couple of seconds, kicked it clear of the Scotch goal.
"Gail, I have brought the Christ Child," she announced, as she ushered the ragged, hungry brood into the house. "I thought it was a pity to waste all that salt and pepper you used in fixing up Winkum and Blinkum, so I invited these ragged beggars over to eat it up." Mrs. Grinnell gasped her surprise and consternation. Faith exclaimed angrily, "Peace Greenfield!"
"Here's our Christmas dinner, Gail," she announced, dumping her burden onto the cluttered kitchen table. "I wish it had been chicken, but Mr. Hartman says stewed rabbit is real good." "Where did you get these?" demanded Gail, surmising the truth. "They are Winkum and Blinkum. Mr. Hartman undressed them for me. I got my shoes back, and here's the strawberry money for your new coat, Gail."
"If you will skin me a rabbit," she answered promptly. "If I'll what?" he yelled in amazement, almost dropping her from his lap. "Skin me a rabbit. Winkum and Blinkum are starving to death Faith says so and they really don't seem as fat as when Bryan gave them to me; so if we can save them by eating them up, we better do it. Don't you think so?"
We will fix up that old, big box in Black Prince's stall and they will be as cosy as babies. What shall you call them?" "Winkum and Blinkum," was the prompt answer. "Their noses are never still. Shall we fix up the box right now?" The four younger sisters gathered up the rabbits and departed for the barn. The question was settled to their satisfaction, at least.
"And Scott's Emulsion," he continued hastily, for a faint suspicion was beginning to dawn upon him. "I think," she interrupted rashly, "that it's the best thing he ever wrote." How Grandma Viewed Them "I'm glad Billy had the sense to marry a settled old maid," said Grandma Winkum at the wedding. "Why, Grandma?" asked the son.
You are an historian, Maitland: did you ever know this policy succeed? Did you ever know the respectables prosper when they allied themselves with the vulgar? Ah, keep out of your second-hand revolutions. Keep your hands clean, whether you keep your head on your shoulders or not. You will never, I fear, be Bishop of Winkum, with all your historical handbooks and all your Oxford Liberalism.
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