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Updated: July 12, 2025
From the copse behind them, came the coo of wood-pigeons, from the grass at their feet the plaintive chirp of crickets; a busy breeze whispered through the willow, the little spring dripped musically from the rock, and across the meadows came the sweet chime of a bell.
The nameless little crickets and flies and all manner of humming things panted musically in the warm air; the small birds chirped lazily now and then in desultory conversation, too hot to hop or fly; and a small lizard lay along the wall dazed and stupid in the noontide heat.
Lydia paused with a half sob and for a moment only the gentle ripple of the waves on the shore and the crickets were to be heard Levine, elbow on knee, chin in hand, looked through the dusk at the shadowy sweetness of Lydia's face, his own face calm and thoughtful. "You're so good and kind to me," Lydia began again, "how can you be so hard on the Indians? Are you stealing Charlie's logs?
Since others injured him, why did he not revenge himself in doing harm according to his strength; for instance, by causing the flies to be eaten by spiders, or in letting the crickets drown themselves, or even drowning them himself." "Yes; exactly; why did he not revenge himself in that way?" said Nicholas. "What good would that have done him?" said another.
The light was dimming fast; it was nearly dark now, and the crickets were chirping in the distant meadows. Tom coughed, and came very near trying to whistle. Gypsy screwed the piano-stool round with a sudden motion, and went over to where Joy stood. Tom and his mother began to talk in a low voice, and the two girls were as if alone.
She stayed by the window until the clouds turned black in the west; down in the heavy darkness of the garden the crickets began their monotonous z-z-ing, and in the locust-trees the katydids answered each other with a sharp, shrill cry. Then she crept down-stairs and sat outside of Mrs.
When they arrived at the front of the house, the troopers paused, while the captain went softly up the front steps. He stood before the large front door and studied it. Some crickets chirped in the long grass, and the nearest pine could be heard in its endless sighs. One of the privates moved uneasily, and his foot crunched the gravel.
The crickets and the grasshoppers and the bumblebees joined in the sport, and romped and made music till it seemed like an endless carnival. Only every now and then the vine and her little flower friends talked with the old oak-tree about that strange sleep and the promised awakening, and the thistle scoffed at the old oak-tree's cheering words. The child was there and heard it all.
The sun was shining brightly, and the birds sang sweetly in the trees, and the crickets chirped just as merrily as if this great trouble had not come to Little Boy Blue to make him sad.
"April 4, 1884 no, April 3d 2d oh, dear, it's goin' back so fast I can't tell ye the truth about it!" "Early in 1884," Droop repeated, in awe-struck accents. "An' we're a-whirlin' off one day every second just about one year in six minutes. Great Criminy crickets! When was you born, Cousin Phoebe?" "Second of April, 1874." "Ten years. One year in six minutes gives ye jest one hour to live.
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