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"If you won't call her, Doyle, I must do it myself. Mary Ellen, Mary Ellen, come here!" "What's the use of calling Mary Ellen?" said Doyle. "The girl knows well enough she's not the niece nor the grandniece of any General. As soon as ever you face her with the American gentleman she'll be saying something, be the same more or less, that'll let him know the way things are with her."
"I do," interrupted the old man, hobbling along the hard sand beside Tunis and the horse. "It's just like I told Prudence yesterday. I know just what we've got to do whether you or Prue or anybody else knows," and he was very emphatic. "Let's hear your plan, Cap'n," said Tunis. "It's like this," went on Cap'n Ira. "Prudence ain't got but one living relative, a grandniece, that's kin to her.
It never crossed their simple minds that Ida May Bostwick might see this chance they offered her in a different light from that in which they looked at it. The old couple made their innocent plans for the welcoming of the "grandniece," positive that a happy future was in store for both Ida May and themselves.
The next day Mr. and Mrs. B. called upon her, and in the meantime she had had the original first stanza written out, dictating it to a grandniece. She had signed it with her own shaky hand. Not being satisfied with the signature, she had signed it a second time. She explained that her grandfather, Douglas of Fingland, was desperately in love with Annie Laurie when he wrote the song.
"S'pose he were only twenty, then he couldn't be less than six-and-eighty now, at the lowest." "Aye, he's that every day of it," cried several. "I've had 'bout enough of it," remarked the large woman gloomily. "Unless his young niece, or grandniece, or whatever she is, come to-day, I'm off, and he can find some one else to do his work. Your own 'ome first, says I."
It's in her eyes that she's different. And I guess that quietness means she's got power locked up in her. Children do show it. Now Marian, my grandniece, is a different sort. She's a forthputting youngster that's going to be hard to break to harness. She looks pretty, grazing in the pasture and kicking up her heels, but I don't see what class she's going to fit into. Now, Hallie, my niece, Mrs.
"That was when you were visiting Mrs. Owen at Waupegan? I see, said the blind man!" "What do you see?" asked Sylvia. "I see Mrs. Bassett and Marian, niece and grandniece respectively, of Aunt Sally Owen; and as I gaze, a stranger bound for college suddenly appears on Mrs. Owen's veranda, in cap and gown. "I don't see the picture," Sylvia replied, though she laughed in spite of herself.
"I never heard it called an operation, Uncle," Lizzie said demurely; "but I now understand the meaning of the phrase of a man's undergoing a painful operation. I used to think it meant cutting off a leg, or something of that sort, but I see it's much worse." Her uncle looked at her steadily. "I am afraid, Grandniece, that you intend to be sarcastic.
As Josephine bore him no children, he decided to divorce her, and after considering a Russian princess, he married the Archduchess Maria Louisa, the daughter of the Austrian emperor and a grandniece of Marie Antoinette. In this way the former Corsican adventurer gained admission to one of the oldest and proudest of reigning families, the Hapsburgs.
When my niece wrote me of the birth of her little daughter, and that she had named her 'Mildred' for her mother, and 'Arnold, for me, I bought this string of amber in Calcutta, had the initials engraved on the clasp and sent it to the tiny stranger." "Then then I am you are " began Jennie, falteringly. "You are my grandniece I am your great-uncle.
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