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Updated: June 7, 2025
One time when we's at aunty's house 'Way in the country where They's ist but woods and pigs and cows, An' all's outdoors and air! An orchurd swing; an' churry trees, An' <i>churries</i> in 'em! Yes, an' these Here red-head birds steal all they please An' tech 'em if you dare! W'y wunst, one time when we wuz there, <i>We et out on the porch!</i>
But now she turned to him shyly and said, "I suppose you have been fishing all the morning?" "No; the fishes hereabout are under the protection of a Fairy, whom I dare not displease." Lily's face brightened, and she extended her hand to him over the palings. "Good-day; I hear aunty's voice: those dreadful French verbs!"
Parcels go more slowly than letters, and this is Aunty's busy season, so wait patiently and see what will happen." "We will," said the little girls; and they did, but week after week went by and nothing was heard of the wanderers. We, however, can follow them and learn much that their anxious mothers never knew.
Hoppin asked Joshua, "Who made you?" and Joshua looked at aunty with a broad grin, showing all his teeth, and said, "Lor', Miss Fay, I forget who you said it was." This was aunty's last effort to teach the blacks. She repeated this episode to Mr. The priest said to him, "Israel, what have you to confess? Have you been perfectly honest since the last time? No thefts?" "No, sir." "None at all?
And then I looked to see which of them it was, and found it was Aunty's pet lamb, everybody's pet lamb, our little loving, gentle Emma. Dr. Elliott must have come on wings, for I had not time to be impatient for his arrival. He was as tender as a woman with Emma; we cut off and tore off her clothes wherever the fire had touched her, and he dressed the burns with his own hands.
It's a dream white cement pergolas covered with woodbine and pink ramblers, and a wonderful stretch of lawn in front. It would be an ideal setting. She's a great friend of Aunty's. We'll just wire for her permission; shall we?" "Listens good," says I. "But we got to get busy. Tuesday, you know. What about eats, though?" "There's a country club only half a mile away," says she.
Aunty's heart would be broken if we did not drink her health in the good old fashion. But don't be alarmed I've a strong head of my own, and that's lucky, for I shall need it before I get through," laughed Charlie, showing a long list as he turned away to gratify the old lady with all sorts of merry and affectionate compliments as the glasses touched.
No, nothin' romantic. Just because Aunty's mellowed up a bit since I'm announced proper by the front door help as Mr. Ballard, don't get tangled up with the idea that she stands for any dark corner twosin'. Nothin' like that! All the lights are on full blast, Aunty's right there prominent with her crochet, and on the other side of the table is me and Vee.
My dear Uncle: . . . I refer you to my letters to my boys, for all the new persons and places we may have seen lately, while I give you for Aunty's amusement a minute account of my visit into the country at Mr. Bates's, where things are managed in a scrupulously English manner, so that it will give her the same idea of country life here, as if it were a nobleman's castle.
Private Secretary?" says she. "When does the rest of the chorus come on?" says I. "The what?" says Vee. "The full panel," says I. "Aunty's planned to have the S. R. O. sign out on my evenin's, ain't she?" At which Vee tosses her head. "How silly!" says she. "No one else is expected that I know of. Why?"
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