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You go get your lunch and put it in a tin bucket, or a basket, so you will have something to carry your blackberries home in. We'll wait here for you if you hurry." Much excited, Marian ran back to the house. This came of having schoolmates. A picnic this very first Saturday, and the blackberrying thrown in. She set down the little basket on the kitchen table and exclaimed, "Oh, Mrs.
Hunt, what do you think? Marjorie Stone and Alice Evans want me to go on a picnic with them. They're going blackberrying and it isn't very far, but I'll have to take my lunch in something to gather the blackberries in, and " She paused for breath. "Just those two going?" "No, Alice's big sister, Stella, is going." "Oh!" Mrs. Hunt nodded her head in a satisfied way.
She said: "In those days we used to go blackberrying with the boys. We used to run all over the hills." He did not think she had said anything else, but she had said the words in such a way that they suggested a great deal they suggested that she had once been very happy, and that she had suffered very soon the loss of all her woman's hopes.
Then the storm-cloud of the revolution broke athwart the length and breadth of fair France, relentless, and indomitable and irredeemable. Julie was arrested while blackberrying in a Dolly Varden hat. With a brave smile, Ben-Hepple tells us, she flung the berries away. "I am ready!" she said.
This afternoon they have all gone blackberrying in a hay cart, but I'd rather come here." At this point, happening to think that the class in Colburn who were toeing the mark so squarely, would perhaps like a chance to recite, Jenny seated herself near the window, and throwing off her hat, made fun for herself and some little boys, by tickling their naked toes with the end of her riding-whip.
Other boys played truant too, of course and these went nutting or blackberrying or wild plum gathering, but Edmund never went on the side of the town where the green woods and hedges grew. He always went up the mountain where the great rocks were, and the tall, dark pine trees, and where other people were afraid to go because of the strange noises that came out of the caves.
"I'd rather be down here and going blackberrying with you children. Well, come on, we ought to hurry, 'cause we want to take home as many as we can." "You're always hurrying us, Polly Pepper," grumbled Joel, lagging behind. "What for, if we can't have any pie?" "Well, we can carry home the berries to Mamsie, anyway," said Polly, moving on very fast.
By the time we got home it was light again. As we drove into the yard, the old Squire came out, smiling. "Was it a little dark up where you were blackberrying a while ago?" he asked. "Well, just a little dark, sir," Addison replied, with a smile as droll as his own. "But I suppose it was all because of that rainbow in the morning that you told us to look out for."
"You see, grandpa wishes it; and I think it'll be fun." "Do you suppose Evan really paid attentions to that pretty girl we saw at the blackberrying?" "I don't know," Mrs. Reverdy answered. "He told me nothing about it. I should think Evan was crazy to do it; but men do crazy things. However, I don't believe it of him, Gerty. What nonsense!" "I can find out, if she comes," said Miss Masters.
"We want the berries for pies tomorrow, and it will give them something to do." "Very well; boys, you may go blackberrying. And mind you keep out of mischief." "We'll mind," answered Tom. "But you might let me have that ball." "I will give it to the morning," answered Randolph Rover, and turned away from the window with his wife.
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