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For my part, I'd rather handle one of 'em than a dozen o' them little waxy, weak-eyed, slim-necked creturs that always do what they tell 'em to, and die afore they're a dozen year old; and never was the time when I've seen Myrtle Hazard, sence she was my baby, but what it's always been, 'Good mornin', Miss Byloe, and 'How do you do, Miss Byloe?
He did not know that manuscript is to type what fresh dandelions are to the dish of greens that comes to table, of which last Nurse Byloe, who considered them very wholesome spring grazing for her patients, used to say that they "biled down dreadful." "I have brought the autographs of my poems, Master Gridley, to consult you about making arrangements for publication.
Colonel Clement Lindsay and Myrtle his wife came in, and stout Nurse Byloe bore their sturdy infant in her arms. A slip of paper was handed to the Reverend Doctor on which these words were written: "The name is Charles Hazard." The solemn and touching rite was then performed; and Nurse Byloe disappeared with the child, its forehead glistening with the dew of its consecration.
What can you expect of children that come from heathens and savages? You can't lay it to yourself, Cousin Silence, if Myrtle Hazard goes wrong" "The Lord will lay it to me, the Lord will lay it to me," she moaned. "Did n't he say to Cain, 'Where is Abel, thy brother?" Nurse Byloe was getting very red in the face. She had had about enough of this talk between the two women.
Colonel Clement Lindsay and Myrtle his wife came in, and stout Nurse Byloe bore their sturdy infant in her arms. A slip of paper was handed to the Reverend Doctor on which these words were written: "The name is Charles Hazard." The solemn and touching rite was then performed; and Nurse Byloe disappeared with the child, its forehead glistening with the dew of its consecration.
The first thing he did was to get her a nurse, for he saw that neither of the two women about her exercised a quieting influence upon her nerves. So he got her old friend, Nurse Byloe, to come and take care of her. The old nurse looked calm enough at one or two of his first visits, but the next morning her face showed that something had been going wrong.
"You don't mean" began Nurse Byloe, but stopped as she heard Miss Badlam also speaking. "They need n't drag the pond," she said. "They need n't go beating the woods as if they were hunting a patridge, though for that matter Myrtle Hazard was always more like a patridge than she was like a pullet. Nothing ever took hold of that girl, not catechising, nor advising, nor punishing.
What can you expect of children that come from heathens and savages? You can't lay it to yourself, Cousin Silence, if Myrtle Hazard goes wrong" "The Lord will lay it to me, the Lord will lay it to me," she moaned. "Did n't he say to Cain, 'Where is Abel, thy brother?" Nurse Byloe was getting very red in the face. She had had about enough of this talk between the two women.
Thirty years of practice had taught Nurse Byloe the art of handling the young of her species with the soft firmness which one may notice in cats with their kittens, more grandly in a tawny lioness mouthing her cubs.
"You don't mean" began Nurse Byloe, but stopped as she heard Miss Badlam also speaking. "They need n't drag the pond," she said. "They need n't go beating the woods as if they were hunting a patridge, though for that matter Myrtle Hazard was always more like a patridge than she was like a pullet. Nothing ever took hold of that girl, not catechising, nor advising, nor punishing.
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