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We sat down, the many dishes were passed around the table, as was the custom at our home, and I said not a word. But before long the first helping was gone a hungry boy soon cleans his plate and I was about to ask for more when I bethought myself. "Please pass " I could never do it "p" was one of the hard sounds for me. "Please pass " No, I couldn't do it.

If, when he cleans him, he look the same way as the horse, there is danger that he may be struck in the face with his knee or his hoof. But if he look in the opposite direction to the horse when he cleans him, keeping himself out of the reach of his leg, and rubs gradually down by the shoulder, he will thus receive no injury, and may clean the frog of the horse's foot by turning up the hoof.

As respects this ingenious machine, it remains only to say that it harvests, cleans, and bags from twenty to thirty acres of heavy wheat, in the course of a single summer's day! Altogether it is a gigantic invention, well adapted to meet the necessities of a gigantic country. Old Peter went afield with us that day.

You see it happens like this: We got as far as that dry arroyo just before the trail drops down into the valley, when up jumps a bunch of this here Villa's guys and commenced takin' pot shots at us. "Seein' as how I was sent to guard Bridge an' Mig, I makes them dismount and hunt cover, and then me an' my men wades in and cleans up the bunch.

"A new servant of your mother's?" he asked, when the man had left the room. "Oh no. It's my man, Martin. Awfully handy chap. Cleans silver, boots and the motor. Drives it, too, when I'll let him, which isn't very often. Chauffeurs are such rotters, aren't they? Regular chauffeurs I mean.

Then if by some accident the right hand is lost, they would not be quite helpless. As for the felines, they retain the full power of their claws by constant use. So, because the claws are very useful, every feline takes care of its claws, especially the tiger. Why, the tiger cleans his claws every day! In the jungle there are many trees that have a soft bark.

We see him early in the morning, wrapped in a shawl, carrying milk to his wooden house; then he goes to get the horses at the boarding-stable on the Via Bertola. He holds the tiny baby in his arms; he transports hoops, trestles, rails, ropes; he cleans the vans, lights the fire, and in his leisure moments he always hangs about his mother.

Boys of well-to-do parents are accompanied by an elderly slave of stern demeanour. In the distance are heard the sounds of the first hammers and the cries of the venders of early breakfasts. Silius rises, and with the help of a valet, who is of course a slave, dresses himself. His household barber another slave shaves him, trims his hair in the approved style and cleans his nails.

Bright and strongly contrasted are the hues of the landscape purply- black the far-off mountains, emerald-green the fields of rye and clover at their feet. A large portion of the land hereabouts is mere wilderness; yet the indomitable peasant wrenches up the boulders, cleans the ground of stones, and turns, inch by inch, the waste into productive soil.

To return them was just as necessary as to obtain them, and, though less difficult, was equally impossible. How could eight persons, all that were saved in the ark, attend to all these animals! Nearly all would require food and water once a day, and many twice. In a menagerie, one man takes care of four cages, feeds, cleans, and waters the animals.