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She was making a lace neck-tie for her own adornment. She showed it to her grandmother at her mother's command. "It's real pretty," said Mrs. Zelotes. "Ellen takes after the Brewsters; they were always handy with their needles." "Can uncle sew?" asked little Amabel, suddenly, from her corner, in a tone big with wonder. Eva and the others chuckled, but Mrs. Zelotes eyed the child severely.
Sary felt she was the social equal to any rancher's wife, for had she not been mistress of a ranch, too even though it was never paid for. So she felt she was doing the Brewsters a favor by sharing their home and work, even while she admitted the obligation she was under of being provided with bed and board.
Have you got the courage, Nancy?" "I shouldn't wonder! I guess if I've had courage enough to wait for you, I've got courage enough to walk up the aisle with you and marry you besides!" said Nancy. "Now it is too late for us to stay here any longer, and you must see me only as far as my gate, for perhaps you haven't forgotten yet how interested the Brewsters are in their neighbours."
Our thinking men our Brewsters, Herschels, Babbages, and a host of others have declared that our deficiencies arise from neglecting science in its application to industry; and the general feeling of the public has ratified this judgment by their consent.
At first, their conversation was low-toned, but presently the young native added his more vivacious accents. "Who can tell?" the Brewsters heard him say, and marked the fatalistic gesture of the upturned hands. "They disappear. One does not ask questions too much." "Not here," confirmed the big man. "Always room for a few more in the undersea jails, eh?" "Always.
Ever since Miss Cynthia Lennox had told her about her nephew, the little boy who had owned and loved the doll, Ellen had unconsciously held the thought of him in her mind. "You are Miss Cynthia Lennox's nephew," she said to young Lloyd. "Yes," he replied. He nodded towards Cynthia, who was sitting on the opposite side from the Brewsters, with the Norman Lloyds and Lyman Risley.
Let's go home, mother. Let's go home and breathe." In Wisconsin you are likely to find snow in April snow or slush. The Brewsters found both. Yet on their way up from the station in 'Gene Buck's flivver taxi, they beamed out at it as if it were a carpet of daisies. At the corner of Elm and Jackson Streets Hosey Brewster stuck his head out of the window. "Stop here a minute, will you, 'Gene?"
"No," said the big woman, speaking for the first time, "this place belongs to us. We bought it from the Brewsters last fall. They moved to Greenvale. Our name is Chapley." Poor Rilla fell back on her pillow, quite overcome. "I beg your pardon," she said. "I I thought the Brewsters lived here. Mrs. Brewster is a friend of mine. I am Rilla Blythe Dr. Blythe's daughter from Glen St. Mary.
Would they allow me " The lawyer laughed. "Cynthia," he said, "you do not realize that pride finds its native element in all strata of society, and riches are comparative. Let me inform you that these Brewsters, of whom this child sprung, claim as high places in the synagogue as any of your Lennoxes and Risleys, and, what is more, they believe themselves there.
"Isn't this Theodore Brewster's place?" gasped Kate. "No," said the big woman, speaking for the first time. "This place belongs to us. We bought it from the Brewsters in the spring. They moved over to Black River Forks. Our name is Chapman." Poor Kate fell back on the pillow, quite overcome. "I I beg your pardon," she said. "I I thought the Brewsters lived here. Mrs. Brewster is a friend of mine.
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