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To his mind, in quick succession, came the girls with whom he had gone to school the sisters of the boys he knew, and those who were his sister's friends: slim girls and plump girls, tall girls and short girls, blue-eyed and brown-eyed, curly-haired, black-haired, golden-haired; in short, a procession of girls of all sorts and descriptions. But, to save himself, he could say nothing about them.
Yet again there came the eve of a wedding-day; and on this occasion the day itself dawned brightly and ended in happiness. These things happened a few years ago, and Bet is a matron now, with golden-haired and beautiful children of her own. She is a grave-looking woman, and in some ways she will carry the sting of that two months' agony to her death.
That was the gist of it, I believe, and there were other resolutions regarding the same young lady, which have unfortunately escaped my memory. But, boys, need I remind you that these resolutions were adopted unanimously? O, let them bind us still! That broken-hearted woman in there was once the little golden-haired lass to whom we were so loyal in the long ago. Shall we not be loyal to-day?
"Is this toy finished, now?" and he held up the Nodding Donkey. Santa Claus, who was watching another man put some blue eyes in a golden-haired doll, came over to the bench where sat the man who had made the Nodding Donkey out of some bits of wood, glue, and real hair for his mane and tail. "Hum! Yes!
Then to the joy and surprise of all, the owner of the Co-ed mare, putting the golden-haired boy before Rhiannon, cried out: "Behold lady, here is thy son, and whoever they were who told the story and lied about your devouring your own child, have done you a grievous wrong." Everyone at the table looked at the boy, and all recognized the lad at once as the child of Powell and Rhiannon.
Things come back to a man that it is good to remember. That time and that other. . . . A woman there and the one you met in such a place. There is a picture in the Louvre, by Veronese: a young Venetian woman steps out upon the marble stairway of a palace holding a golden-haired boy by the hand; she is dressed in black velvet, she glows with youth and happiness. A lovers' meeting in her garden?
There had always been good comradeship between these two, since the days when Barbara, a golden-haired child, astride of a grey pony, had been his morning companion in the Row all through the season.
Whereupon he danced out of the room, singing a tune. "An invaluable creature!" said the Syrian, with an admiring glance. "A better one spoiled," said Serapion. "He has the very highest gifts, but is utterly devoid of conscience to set a limit to his excesses. How should he have one? His father was one of a troupe of Ephesian pantomimists, and his mother a golden-haired Cyprian dancer.
Evidently the School Board had suddenly sent down compulsory vaccinators. 'I won't die, moaned a plump golden-haired girl. 'I'm too young to die yet. 'My little lamb is dying! A woman near Bloomah, with auburn wisps showing under her black wig, wrung her hands. 'I hear her talk always, always about the red mark. Now they have given it her. She is poisoned my little apple.
Again with softened and gladdened faces the little congregation looked up to the fair, tall priestess with her snow-white robes and snow-white hair, and gleaming steadfast eyes, standing meekly between the communion-table and the chair in which sat her golden-haired little son.
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