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But if you hadn't taken me in on this neat little proposition for removing the cuticle of the rutabaga propagators I'm afraid I'd have got into something worse. I was about to accept a place in one of these Women's Auxiliary Bazars, where they build a parsonage by selling a spoonful of chicken salad and a cream-puff for seventy-five cents and calling it a Business Man's Lunch.

To relieve the seriousness of Short Lessons on Great Subjects she presently invented interrupting them at intervals to introduce Gerald and herself to some rock or tree or mountain, as if it had been a poor person standing by neglected. "Jack Sprat," she said, "and The Fat!" "A busted cream-puff," she said, "and a drink of water!" Further, "Dino and Retta!"

Pipt's garden grew bun-trees, cake-trees, cream-puff bushes, blue buttercups which yielded excellent blue butter and a row of chocolate-caramel plants. Paths of blue gravel divided the vegetable and flower beds and a wider path led up to the front door. The place was in a clearing on the mountain, but a little way off was the grim forest, which completely surrounded it.

On one occasion the King, suddenly recollecting he had not celebrated his birthday for several weeks, announced a royal festival on a most elaborate scale. The cream-puff crop was an unusually large one, and the bushes were hanging full of the delicious ripe puffs, which were highly prized by the people of Mo.

We can't exist on the cream-puff kind of conversation. What in the world has your way of going through these finishing schools done for you?" The dove-coloured eyes flickered angrily. "I had a terribly good time," she began. "Besides, it's the proper thing girls don't come out at twenty and marry off and let that be the end of it.

Ogden, chewing the remains of the cream-puff, eyed him with languid curiosity. "What are you doing that for?" Mr. Mitchell skipped grimly on. "What are you doing that for? I thought only girls skipped." Mr. Mitchell paid no heed. Ogden, after a moment's silent contemplation, returned to his original train of thought.

"Mother let me," observed the child, reaching for a bonbon. "Daisy is here; you didn't speak to her." "I'm past conversation," said Austin grimly, "and Daisy appears to be also. Are they to send an ambulance for you, Miss Craig? or will you occupy the emergency ward upstairs?" "Upstairs," said Miss Craig briefly. It was all she could utter. Besides, she was occupied with a pink cream-puff.

His fingers twitched a little eagerly, and he looked sullenly at his tactless junior. "Get out!" "Huh?" "Get outa here!" "Don't want to get out of here," said Ogden with finality. He put his hand in his trouser-pocket and pulled out a sticky mass which looked as if it might once have been a cream-puff or a meringue. He swallowed it contentedly. "I'd forgotten I had that," he explained.

Temperance!" said Bob, as the white horses turned into the road again. "Temperance! take a drink! go to grass, all of you!" The Bobolink. Length about seven inches. Male in spring and summer: jet black with ashy-white rump and shoulders; some light edgings on the back, wings, and tail-feathers, and a buff patch on the back of the neck, like a cream-puff baked just right.