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He used to prune the rose vines, and now and again he'd do a little dustin'; but once when I had to bake sourdough bread, I pointed out that the garden needed weedin', an' explained to him just what effect weedin' had on garden truck. He sez to me, "My motto is, 'Competition results in the survival of the fittest. I ain't no Socialist."
Well, to be sure he had plenty of cash, so he paid up his bonds and moved away, and there the matter ended. "If the above fact will be of any service to you in exhibiting to the world the condition of the unfortunate negroes, you are at liberty to make use of it in any way you think best. Yours, fraternally, M. DUSTIN." Mr.
She was a graceful little thing and she had been teaching Peter how to dance. But now she stood stiff with fright and embarrassment. "Why, don't be afraid of my mother, Mollie," Peter said gently, for he himself was in no way frightened at his mother's appearance. So when Mrs. Dustin repeated her question, Mollie said shyly: "Yes, ma'am, we were trying to dance." "Bless me," laughed Mrs. Dustin.
The nurse shook Samuel. The lad rose, rubbed his eyes and went over to where the man lay, who had instructed him in the art of killing. He seized his hatchet and held it in his hand ready. At a signal from Mrs. Dustin, three blows fell on three temples, and with a quiver three sleepers in life had passed to the sleep of death. Once more the hatchets were raised, and six of the twelve were dead.
His face still looked a little queer and his voice was not quite steady but he was bravely following the wise little woman with the blue eyes. "Let me show you. Play something, Peter." Mrs. Dustin picked up Mollie and began to dance. And in exactly five turns about the room all the poetry, the joy of motion in Mollie caught fire and her little slim feet just fairly twinkled in happy abandonment.
I ginerally do the swapin', and me wife or Kittie, me daughter, do the winder clanin' an' the dustin'." "During the past four or five days, have you noticed anything unusual around this office?" went on Dick. "Phat are ye after mainin'?" "I'll tell you. There has been a robbery here, and we want to get at the bottom of it."
"There's too much moppin' an' dustin'. Seems 's if a woman used up half her life on things that don't amount to anything, don't it?" "I tell yeh that feller's a scallywag. I know it buh the way 'e walks 'long the sidewalk," Mrs. Bingham insisted to her son, who wished her to put her savings into the bank. The youngest of a large family, Link had been accustomed all his life to Mrs.
He assured her eagerly that there was no trouble too great for him to take if he could be of any service to her. She hesitated and doubted and at last as a special favor to him accepted his offer. Their heads were close in whispered talk for a few minutes, at the end of which Dustin left the room with his chin in the air.
Alexander Vinton, pursued their studies here, together with Miss Flint, who married Honorable Daniel P. King, member of Congress for the Essex District, and Miss Dustin, who became the wife of Eben Sutton, and who has been so devoted and interested in the library of the Peabody Institute. Mr.
Poe, p. 26, middle; of Rev. J. O. Choules, p. 39, middle; of Rev. Dr. Channing, p. 41, top; of Mr. George A. Avery, p. 44, bottom; of Rev. W.T. Allan, p. 47; of Mr. John M. Nelson, p. 51, bottom; of Dr. J.C. Finley, p. 61, top; of Mr. Dustin, p. 66, bottom; of Mr. John Clarke, p. 87; of Mr. Nathan Cole, p. 89, middle; Rev. William Dickey, p. 93; Rev. Francis Hawley, p. 97; of Mr.
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