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So uncle himself went to the gate, and presently called for a light, which Rebecca and I came with, inasmuch as the Irishman and Effie dared not go out. We found Tom sitting on the horse-block, the blood running down his face, and much bruised and swollen. He was very fierce and angry, saying that if he lived a month, he would make him a tobacco-pouch of the Deacon's scalp.
"Let us sing," I would suggest. My tutor would tune his guitar, and in a deep deacon's bass strike up "In the midst of the valley." We would begin singing. My tutor took the bass, Fyodor sang in a hardly audible tenor, while I sang soprano in unison with Tatyana Ivanovna.
Mister Billings you're Mister Billings now, and a mighty ornery Mister, too, I'm going to lay for you, and settle several little p'ints with you. You've bin breedin' a busted head, and I'm detailed to give it to you. Git out, you hound." THE disturbance in the Deacon's family when Shorty's note was delivered by little Sammy Woggles quite came up to that romance-loving youth's fond anticipations.
But the intervals became longer and longer, as when a thunder-cloud is passing, and at last all was quiet. All were in bed, some began to snore; and only the old woman, who always prayed a long time, went on bowing before the icon and the deacon's daughter, who had got up after the warder left, was pacing up and down the room again.
Surely, some angel of fun and frolic had flown into the deacon's house with the opening of the year and was filling it, and the hearts within it, too, with mirthful moods.
His first lessons he received from the parish priest, and afterwards he was taught by a deacon's son, who had studied in the ecclesiastical seminary to so little purpose that he was unable to pass the final examination. By both of these teachers he was treated with extreme leniency, and was allowed to learn as little as he chose.
It was too sweet and sacred a thing to be opened and read under the gaze of any one else's eyes. He broke open his father's and as his eyes traveled slowly down the large foolscap pages, covered with the Deacon's full-grown characters, for the Deacon made his letters as he liked his stock big and full he said: "They're all well at home, but mother's had a tech of her old rheumatiz.
That was his first thought; later he grew to think that the trouble all lay in himself, and both thoughts bred weakness. The farm had somehow supported the family in the old Deacon's time, but Justin seemed unable to coax a competence from the soil.
That was his first thought; later he grew to think that the trouble all lay in himself, and both thoughts bred weakness. The farm had somehow supported the family in the old Deacon's time, but Justin seemed unable to coax a competence from the soil.
"I don't think I should care to buy a boat," he said. "What do you say to buying a revolver?" "I think it would be better to put it on interest." "You'd better get the good of it now. You might die and then what use would the money be?" On the way to the deacon's Joe fell in with Seth Larkin. "Well, my boy, where are you bound?" asked Seth. "To collect my fortune," said Joe.
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