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Mother is quite determined, and she has only me. It is the only thing possible, so I want you to help me." "And all that that that thing last spring was a farce a mistake, I mean?" "Yes, a mistake. An awful mistake. You see," explained Helen, hurriedly, "I was dreadfully excited, and well, you know, I made a fool of myself. And so, Brownie, you must help me." "Help you how? To keep him off?

If you are the Brownie, who has been tidying the kitchen lately?" "We have," said they. "But who found my measure?" "I did," said Johnnie. "And who sorts your grandmother's scraps?" "We do," said they. "And who sets breakfast, and puts my things in order?" "We do," said they. "But when do you do it?" asked the Tailor. "Before you come down," said they.

I think there is a tradition that he entered a studio in Florence as a colour boy, and electrified the painter and his scholars, by brownie like freaks of painting at their unfinished work, in their absence, better than any of his masters, and by the dexterity with which he perpetrated the frolic of putting the facsimile of a fly on one of the faces on the easels.

Joe is with us to the last ditch out for the second rate badge " "You mean the second class badge," Pee-wee thundered. "Brownie is going to be steward or whatever you " "Don't talk about stew," said Billy. "Pardon me, my fault," said Townsend, "only I'd like to rise to remark while I'm lying here that I think we're going to make a pretty nifty patrol.

But who she is, I will not warrant to say, or how she becomes attached, like a Highland Brownie, to some peculiar family. They say she has a row of apartments of her own, ante-room, parlour, and bedroom; but deil a bed she sleeps in but her own coffin, and the walls, doors, and windows are so chinked up, as to prevent the least blink of daylight from entering; and then she dwells by torchlight "

"Positively," said Townsend, dragging himself to his feet. "Shh!" said Pee-wee, "let's surprise them." "You're the only one that's making any noise," said Townsend. "I mean myself, too," said Pee-wee. "Shhhh." "He's telling himself to keep still," Brownie, unable to control his laughter. "I mean all of us me too," said Pee-wee. "Shh."

'Oh, well, says he, 'you flitting with us, too; Jack, turn the horses' heads and home again." The same story is told in Denmark, of a Nis which is the same as an English boggart, a Scotch brownie, and a German kobold who troubled a man very much, so that he took away his goods to a new house.

I've weeded his sweet-peas, and brought away the groundsel; so when he gets home to-night he'll think a Brownie has been in the garden, for Mrs. Pickles has promised not to tell him." "But look here!" said the Rector, affecting a great appearance of severity, "you're my Brownie, not his.

"Since you're not working, perhaps you'll be willing to help me," Brownie suggested. "Certainly!" Nimble cried. He liked Brownie Beaver. Everybody liked him unless it was Timothy Turtle, who had a grudge against the whole Beaver tribe. "Maybe I can make arrangements with you to " Brownie began. "Of course you can!" Nimble interrupted. "That's very kind of you," Brownie said.

Luckily, he managed to get away; and he learned a few things that he never forgot. Now, Brownie Beaver had begun to cut down a tree the night before. Something had interrupted him and he had left the tree not quite gnawed through and needing only a few more bites to bring it down. He was intending to finish his task soon after dark which was the time he liked best for working.

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