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This was a little deep for Babbie, whose laugh was somewhat uncertain. She changed the subject. "Oh!" she cried, with a wiggle, "there's a caterpillar right here on this bench with us, Uncle Jed. He's a fuzzy one, too; I can see the fuzz; the moon makes it shiny." Jed bent over to look. "That?" he said. "That little, tiny one? Land sakes, he ain't big enough to be more than a kitten-pillar.
Another object crouched in the dark of the lean-to shelter, just as its fellow was on sentry duty in the tree! Only this one did not have the self-color of the foliage to disguise it. Four-limbed, its long forearms curved about its bent knees, its general outline almost that of a human if a human went clothed in a thick fuzz.
Then with his knife he cut long curling shavings, which he left sticking in a fuzz at the end of each stick. "Oh, I've seen a picture of an Indian making them. They call them 'prayer-sticks," said Yan. "Well, prayer-sticks is mighty good kindlin'" replied the other. He struck a match, and in a minute he had a blazing fire in the middle of the wigwam.
"I never knew how I loved that dear little bundle of fuzz and flesh till I thought she was dead! Oh, I am so glad she will live that I don't care if I ever eat again or not!" Still holding the precious letter, Polly turned back to look at the barn where the object of her love was lapping up the gruel. Mrs.
"What a funny bit of a thing it is!" cried the younger of the two visitors, turning back the bedclothes a little from the tiny, red, puckered face, with short, sandy-colored hair standing up about the temples like a fuzz ball. "I'd call her Glory. There's a halo round her head like the saints in the pictures."
This last requirement troubled the four friends from Seacove but little, save that Whistler and Torry occasionally wore a little fuzz on their cheeks, which Frenchy declared they lathered surreptitiously with cream, then let the ship's cat lick it off. "If they had a real ship's cat on this iron pot," retorted Torry, "I know who would most frequently have the attention of that.
"Aggie," she said to the little girl one day, "I don't know how I lived without you. I used to make pets of my poor leeches." "Leeches!" said Agnes, with a shudder. "Yes, darling. You know that dreadful story that was told you. Well, of course it was true quite true. But then I had no friends, and so I had Fuzz and Buzz, and Thunder and Lightning, and the little Stars.
He had to brush and pick fuzz unceasingly to avoid looking as if he had been in bed fully dressed; but did she notice? Never. And in this manner one thing after another had come between them and had affected his feelings for her. There were hundreds of little things!
But what surprised me was Mabel Seabury. She was dressed up, too; not in the Bounderbys' style collar-bones and diamonds but in plain white with lace fuzz. If she wa'n't peaches and cream, then all you need is lettuce to make me a lobster salad. And she was as nice to Van as if he was old Deuteronomy out of the Bible.
It is a sweet reward after you have knocked a three-bagger and stolen home, and is worth a search in all your eleven pockets for any last penny that may be skulking in the fuzz. Or perhaps there is such wealth upon your person that there is still a restless jingle. In such case you will cross the street to a shop that ministers to the wants of youth.
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