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Updated: June 13, 2025
"That answered capitally with the policeman's daughter, and she got a husband." "But her hair turned as green as duckweed, and was always having to be colored up." "She knows how to manage for herself," said the neighbors, "and so can Peter. He comes to the most genteel houses, even to the burgomaster's where he gives Miss Charlotte piano-forte lessons." He could play!
One hundred pounds a day for ten days makes how much, Durfy?" "A thousand," said Durfy. "Humph!" said Mr Shanklin. "Time to think of our Christmas holidays." "Wait a bit. We've not done yet. You say your two young mashers are still in tow, Alf?" "Yes; green as duckweed. But they're nearly played out, I guess.
The Thiergartenstrasse along which in those days on sunny mornings, a throng of people on foot, on horseback, and in carriages constantly moved to and fro ran past the front of these spacious grounds, whose rear was bounded by a piece of water then called the "Schafgraben," and which, spite of the duckweed that covered it with a dark-green network of leafage, was used for boating in light skiffs.
When a duck suddenly emerges from a pond covered with duck-weed, I have twice seen these little plants adhering to its back; and it has happened to me, in removing a little duckweed from one aquarium to another, that I have quite unintentionally stocked the one with fresh-water shells from the other.
I recommend all country folk who come up to town in summer time to run down here just to see duckweed cultivated once in their lives.
I have longed to possess a pond, screened from the indiscretion of the passers by, close to my house, with clumps of rushes and patches of duckweed. Here, in my leisure hours, in the shade of a willow, I should have meditated upon aquatic life, a primitive life, easier than our own, simpler in its affections and its brutalities.
But the uncultivated garden, the grass growing in the bricked court, the pond green with duckweed, and the absence of all living things, cows, horses, pigs, turkeys, geese, or chickens and still more of those talking, as well as living things, women and children all impressed on the beholder that strange sensation of melancholy which few can have failed to experience at the sight of an uninhabited human habitation.
The Thiergartenstrasse along which in those days on sunny mornings, a throng of people on foot, on horseback, and in carriages constantly moved to and fro ran past the front of these spacious grounds, whose rear was bounded by a piece of water then called the "Schafgraben," and which, spite of the duckweed that covered it with a dark-green network of leafage, was used for boating in light skiffs.
But in this flower-pot, sunk so as to be in the water, and yet so that the rim may prevent it from spreading and coating the entire tank with green, is the strangest of all, actually duckweed. The still ponds always found close to cattle yards, are in summer green from end to end with this weed.
In the sunlight, against the green duckweed, their whiteness was truly marvellous; difficult to believe that they were not white all through. Passing the three cottages, in the last of which the Gaunts lived, he came next to his own home, but did not turn in, and made on toward the church. It was a very little one, very old, and had for him a curious fascination, never confessed to man or beast.
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