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The boy is generous and warm-hearted, but a perfect fire-cracker when excited. I believe I shall send him North for his education, where obedience is more fashionable, and where he will associate more with equals, and less with dependents."
The first fire-cracker that was shot off in it burst the wooden affair all to pieces. "But I don't care," said Russ with a jolly whistle. "It made one awfully good noise, anyhow." "To-night we'll go down to the Square and see the big fireworks," said Daddy Bunker, for the town of Pineville was old-fashioned enough to have a Fourth-of-July celebration.
It is this: 'Cosy Moments cannot be muzzled!" Mr. Parker rose. "There's nothing more to be done then," he said. "Nothing," agreed Psmith, "except to make a noise like a hoop and roll away." "And do it quick," yelled Billy, exploding like a fire-cracker. Psmith bowed. "Speed," he admitted, "would be no bad thing. Frankly if I may borrow the expression your square proposition has wounded us.
How natural Oak Run looks!" exclaimed Tom on the following day, as the long train came to a halt at their station and they piled out on to the narrow platform. "There is old Nat Ricks, the station master," said Sam. "Remember how you nearly scared him to death once by putting a big fire-cracker in the waste paper he was burning and then telling him a yarn about dynamite being around?"
The boys are having a good time with that hat this morning, and the funeral will take place at two o'clock. Spanish Camp "Flag." .... The scoundrel who tipped over our office last month will be hung to-morrow, and no paper will be issued next day. Sierra "Fire-cracker."
Return we now to the somewhat too-long neglected Miss Emily Owen and the other inmates and intimates of Judge Owen's pleasant house near the Harlem River. Some days had elapsed after the conversation between Emily and Aunt Martha, bringing the time to the first of July and the commencement of that fire-cracker abomination that was to culminate on the Fourth in a general distraction.
Always neatly, but very plainly dressed, she looked like a little Puritan, and acted like one, as well. And what a name the child possessed! Patience Little, and she lived up to it. "Do you think she'd jump if a fire-cracker went off behind her?" questioned Valerie, one day. "No, indeed, she would not," said Elf, who stood near. "I don't believe she would so much as turn around to look at it.
She hesitated at the front gate of the Tutt residence, but the sight of the Squire pottering around in a diminutive garden at the side of the house decided her to enter, for Squire Tutt held the charm for her that a still-fused fire-cracker holds for a small boy. "I ain't well at all," he exploded, in answer to her polite question, asked in the meekest of voices.
Snow was on the ground, and sleigh bells rang through the air. All day long the streets had been reverberating with that essential of a California Christmas, the fire-cracker. As the preacher came over from Hartsville, the service was in the evening. The old building looked really fine in its new dress of holly berries, mistletoe and cedar.
And this time it could be told that the voice was that of a parrot, though, at first, it had sounded like a little child crying. "Now you keep still there, Polly," said Mr. Mead. "Polly wants a cracker! Give Polly a cracker!" shrieked the parrot. "I'll give you a fire-cracker if you don't keep still," said Mr. Mead with a laugh. "Well, I do declare!" said Grandma Bell.
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