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Updated: June 29, 2025
"In the flat ... alone?" "Aye. What's to hinder you? That's what your Uncle William that's twice your age would have to do, if you had your way!" "I don't see that at all. He could easily give Cassie McClurg a few shillings a week to come and look after him while you stay here with us!..." "I'm not thinking about you or your Uncle William. I'm thinking about Eleanor and the child.
Cassie, you give me your place, won't you, Ducky-Daddles? and you go and flirt with Mr. Calhoun. He knows the very newest flirts! Go, give him a tryout." Vicky Van settled herself into her seat with the happy little sigh of the bridge lover, who sits down with three good players, and in another moment she was breathlessly looking over her hand.
"I done gib dat up, Massa Davie. I'se too ole now to git de rest. Ef you git free, dat is all I want." They went quietly out together. It was not long after midnight. The brown mare stood ready saddled in the shadow, and Cassie stood beside her with a small bag, holding a change of linen and some cooked food.
"I beg of you, therefore, Cassie, to see her and use your influence to induce her, not from quixotic motives, to ruin herself and injure the other girls of the school." "I will do what I can. But Ruth is peculiar. She is, with all her sweetness, very obstinate. Still, I faithfully promise to do what I can." Cassandra left the presence of Miss Ravenscroft and returned to her place in class.
A few seconds more and she would be forced down beneath the larger vessel's cutwater, ridden under. Only Jim's coolness prevented the catastrophe. The instant he saw the Cassie J. turn toward his boat he flung his helm to port. The sloop, under good headway, responded more quickly than the schooner.
The miller's wee Cassie stood there, peering at him out of the darkness. "Take those to the widow O'Donnelly, do ye hear? And take the rest to the store. Ye tell Jamie to bring up all that he has that is eatable an' dhrinkable; and to the neighbours ye say, 'Teig's keepin' the feast this night. Hurry now!"
As a precaution, however, the party halted on Bear River and hunted for a few days, until they had laid in a supply of dried buffalo meat and venison; they then passed by the head waters of the Cassie River, and soon found themselves launched on an immense sandy desert. Southwardly, on their left, they beheld the Great Salt Lake, spread out like a sea, but they found no stream running into it.
No one could help giving her a most sincere respect. But one or two adored her, and amongst these was Florence Archer, a handsome, bright-faced, original sort of girl who was in the same form as Cassandra. "Be sure you come and tell me afterwards what it all means, Cassie," said Florence, touching her friend affectionately on the shoulder. Cassandra nodded.
You can explain that she has always been bright and gay and loving and kind." "I don't know that she has." "Cassie," said Ruth, "your goodness to me has been almost past understanding; but I could hate you if you spoke against her, for I love her." Just then a teacher came out, touched Ruth Craven on her arm, and said: "Will you go at once to see Miss Ravenscroft?"
Only to old Cassie, the scrub-woman, who was young Cassie then, did she confide her fear. From her she received a charm compounded of goose eggshells and vinegar which Cassie claimed to be what they used in Ireland to unbewitch changelings. She kept the charm hidden for months under her pillow. It proved comforting, although absolutely ineffectual.
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