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Updated: June 10, 2025
The old woman affected this solitary region greatly; here she had trotted round a deserted charcoal-burner's hut; farther on she had torn out the roots that projected from a moss-grown rock; there she had sat at the foot of a tree, and that very recently not more than two hours since, for the track was quite fresh and our hope and our ardour rose together. But the daylight was slowly fading away!
The garlands that the children strung of daisies and hung about her had never chilled her so. But little Jeanne, the youngest of the charcoal-burner's little tribe, running to meet her, screamed with glee, and danced in the gay morning. "Oh, Bébée! how you glitter! Did the Virgin send you that off her own altar? Let me see let me touch! Is it made of the stars or of the sun?"
The great lord's truffle-stuffed pullet makes, as nearly as possible, the same chyme as the charcoal-burner's black bread; and though the palate of the former may be better treated than that of the latter, the pylori can enjoy but one and the selfsame sauce. Equality is soon restored in this case, therefore, as you see.
"Rorie, I could be happy with you if our home were no better than the charcoal-burner's hut in Mark Ash," protested Vixen. "It's very good of you to say that. Do you like sage-green?" Rorie asked with a doubtful air. "Pretty well. It reminds me of mamma's dress-maker, Madame Theodore."
Such were the sentiments that Damie expressed one Sunday in Mossbrook Wood, when Barefoot came out to the charcoal-burner's to bring her brother yeast, and meal, and tobacco. She wanted to show him how in addition to the general charcoal-burner's fare, which consists of bread baked with yeast he might make the dumplings he prepared for himself taste better.
Albrecht caught hold of the charcoal-burner's arm. 'Save me! he whispered eagerly. 'I am the Elector's son; this man has stolen me! The squire struck at the Prince with his sword, but the charcoal-burner warded aside the blow with his long pole, and felled the man to the ground.
Thus it came to pass that the charcoal-burner's son learned to play the violin. He had not had half a dozen lessons before he set about imitating the Nixy's notes which he had heard in the waterfall. "It was this way," he said to the schoolmaster, pressing his ear against the violin, while he ran the bow lightly over the strings; "or rather it was this way," making another ineffectual effort.
She went into the charcoal-burner's log cabin, and there lay a cloth sack, hardly half full, and on the sack was her father's name. "Oh, how you have been dragged about!" she said, almost aloud. But she soon got over her excitement in her curiosity to see what Damie had brought back. "He must at least still have the shirts that I made for him out of Black Marianne's linen.
"It's Hans's, the charcoal-burner's," Trusia said with surprise; "we've ridden ten miles, Major Carter, and scarcely faster than a walk. We must turn back at once; my household will be filled with alarm. Please come," she said earnestly. Together they turned their horses about, and started the return journey at a good ground-eating gallop.
Now one evening the king of that country was hunting near the charcoal-burner's hut. As he passed the door, he heard a sound of sobbing, and being a good-natured man he stopped to listen, thinking that perhaps he might be able to give some help. 'Were there ever two people so unhappy! said a woman's voice. 'Here we are, ready to work like slaves the whole day long, and no work can we get.
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