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The bark and boughs of this particular sapling were food for deer, and to gnaw so high the deer must have stood upon six or seven feet of snow. I dug into the soft duff under the pines. This covering of the roots was very thick and deep. I made it out to be composed of pine-needles, leaves, and earth. It was like a sponge. No wonder such covering held the water!
"NOW I know why you didn't go to the station, Maggie Duff! That man proposed to you, and you refused him!" she triumphed. "Flora!" gasped Miss Maggie, her face scarlet. "He did, I know he did! Hattie always said it would be a match from the very first, when he came here to your house." "FLORA!" gasped Miss Maggie again, looking about her very much as if she were meditating flight.
The women were standing in consternation when the vicar entered, one of them strongly recommending that the copper furnace should be heated, and Dan plunged into it to "bring him round." "How is he now?" began Mr. Bourne. "Oh! I see; he is sensible." "Well, sir, I don't know," said Mrs Duff. "I'm afraid as his head's a-going right off.
It was a crowd that looked as if it had somehow got more than its due share of glittering eyes in mistake, apparently, for other things. As the cart came crawling past where Mrs. Duff and Con stood, a furious rush so tilted it over that the horse fell, breaking a shaft, and some of the topmost sacks tumbled off, dropping with dull thuds, like dead bodies, upon the damp cobblestone pavement.
Tom looked, as he felt, very unhappy; Dicky Duff and Billy Blueblazes, especially, thought him a hardly-used individual though his older messmates were more inclined to laugh than to sympathise with him.
Duff Salter, now full of smiles, proffered a pinch of snuff to his host, who declined it, but set out a bottle of brandy in reciprocal friendship. "Go on," indicated Salter to the tablets. "One morning, just before daybreak, my brother's wife, glancing out of this window " "In this room, you say, before daybreak?" Calvin looked viciously at Duff Salter, who merely smiled.
I was leaning in utter idleness over the gate that separated the little lawn and its surroundings from the road, when a troop of children passed, with little baskets and tin pails in their hands; and amongst them Jamie Duff. It was not in the least necessary to ask him where he was going.
"Why, gentlemen, I'll meet your question frankly by saying that I haven't made any such plans." "You're going to do so, aren't?" inquired Duff casually. "By the time that my partner and I have finished our work for the road, Mr. Duff, I imagine that we shall be making definite plans to go away, unless the railroad officials decide to keep us here with Paloma as headquarters for other work."
Captain Duff, who met him for the first time three weeks before Trafalgar, and who fell in the battle, wrote to his wife in almost the same words as Lady Hughes: "You ask me about Lord Nelson, and how I like him. I have already answered that question as every person must do that ever served under him.
Carey's Saviour. Duff went away rebuked and awed, with a lesson in his heart that he never forgot." When with his old friends he dwelt much on the past. Writing of May 1832, Dr. Marshman mentioned: "I spent an hour at tea with dear Brother Carey last night, now seventy and nine months. Had these feelings died away, in what a different state might India now have been!"
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