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All the dogs a barkin', the women servants screeching, the old gentleman commandin', and me colleen huggin' the Angel tight an' saying never a say, though the poor Dago Eyetalian was trembling himself into his grave, till all a sudden like, up flies Glory, heedin' dogs nor no dogs, an' flings herself at Broadacres' feet, demanding her grandpa!
We ourselves all dwell in worlds of infinite variety. I do not mean the social and professional worlds in which we move, though here, too, the world is not one but many. There is not much in common between the world as it appears to Sarah Ellen, who "runs" four looms in a Lancashire weaving shed during fifty-one weeks in the year, and my Lady Broadacres, who suns herself in Mayfair.
The rich people were very particular to have all things on their estate kept in perfect order; and though they had no fault to find with Dennis himself, whenever he was well enough to work, they did find much fault with his shiftless or careless wife, while the brood of noisy children was a constant annoyance to them, whenever they occupied Broadacres.
Emerson. Beresford Broadacres, April 15, 19-. Penelope, in the old sense, is no more! No mound of grass and daisies covers her; no shaft of granite or marble marks the place where she rests; as a matter of fact she never does rest; she walks and runs and sits and stands, but her travelling days are over.
An' when he's found, he'll be nigh well; an' he'll be brought out here an' kep' in a little cottage somewhere on Broadacres property, with Glory to tend him an' to live happy ever afterward. An' that'll be the only 'Snug Harbor' any one'll ever need. An' we shan't have lost our Glory but got her for good."
Lost she was the very day them Bonnicastles set for leaving the city house an' comin' to Broadacres; an' intrustin' the little creatur' by the care of a nursemaid bad luck to her to be took across the big bridge, over to that Brooklyn where did reside a friend of the whole family with whom the baby would be safe till called for; meanin' such time as them Bonnicastles had done with the movin' business an' could take care of it theirselves, proper.
When the dogs had disappeared, the master of Broadacres sank into a near-by chair, wiping his brow and pityingly regarded the little girl who still knelt, imploringly. He was trying to comprehend what had happened, what she meant, and if he had ever seen her before. Captain Simon Beck!
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