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"Where is it, Grandpapa?" asked Phronsie, peering around on either side, Dr. Fisher and Jasper had gone off to attend to the examination of the luggage by the customs inspectors, and then coming up gently to pull his arm. "I don't see it anywhere." "What, child?" answered Grandpapa, looking down at her. "See here, wait a minute," to the others who were ahead, "Phronsie has lost something."

I only wish my wheat may be as well drilled with Uncle Roger's new-fangled machines." "That is right, grandpapa," said Queen Bee; "you hate them as much as I do, don't you now?" "She is afraid they will make honey by steam," said grandpapa, "and render bees a work of supererogation." "They are doing what they can towards it," said Beatrice. "Why, when Mr.

'You will have nothing if you ask for it, said the colonel with a frown. His little trio were quiet in a moment. 'Ganpapa, take me up, said Dot, creeping round to Mr Gwynne. Freda felt her blood creep at that word 'Grandpapa, and also felt the colonel's glance.

"Something is the matter with my stocking," at last said the parson's wife, stopping and holding out her right foot. The guide nearest her stopped, too, and kneeling down on the ice, he pulled it into place, for it had slipped half off. "Now be very careful," warned Grandpapa, "and don't venture too near the edge," as he paused with Phronsie and the guide.

"I've spent my happiest hours with you; at least, some of my happiest hours. I hope you'll come to see me sometime. I'm sure my grandpapa would be very much pleased. Perhaps he'll write and ask you, when I tell him about you. You you wouldn't mind his being an earl, would you, I mean you wouldn't stay away just because he was one, if he invited you to come?" "I'd come to see you," replied Mr.

I, making it my business to talk with perfect unconcern, replied 'Do you think so? Perhaps. Not in all cases'; all the while I was exulting at the sweet beams of England radiating from these dear early- morning-looking women. My aunt Dorothy swam up to me, and, kissing me, murmured: 'Take no rebuff from your grandpapa, darling. My answer was: 'I have found him!

"Oh, Grandpapa," they both cried together, "do come out and tell us how to fix the flowers." "Hey?" The old gentleman whirled around from the table, where he had begun to throw the papers about. "Did you know Mrs. Chatterton had come back?"

This plainly embarrassed his lordship a little, but he bore himself bravely. "Everybody thinks it not true at first," he said. "Mr. Hobbs thought I'd had a sunstroke. I didn't think I was going to like it myself, but I like it better now I'm used to it. The one who is the earl now, he's my grandpapa; and he wants me to do anything I like.

Yes, other families have "Thanksgiving" now under the mossy eaves of the old farm-house other strange little voices lisp "Grandpapa," "Grandmamma;" and long graves and short graves are in the old churchyard; and names look you in the face from marble tablets, that were once at Scott Farm oh, such cherished "household words!" People say that it is a sign of good luck to tumble up stairs.

"If my son has laid down his life for the Lord," continued Gottfried, "he is not dead: his soul has gone from this world to be with his Saviour." "To be with my good mamma!" said the child. "In heaven with the angels, is it not, dear grandpapa?" "To be with thy mother, my son," replied the old man, drawing the child towards him. "Yes, in the heaven of the blessed!

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