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"There," said he, "is that anything like what you want? There's a pink one and there's a blue one and there's a green one. Is that the kind?" "This is the kind," said Ellen; "but this isn't the colour I want." "What colour do you want?" "Something dark, if you please." "Well, there, that green's dark; won't that do? See, that would make up very pretty for you."
Green's, but the likes of him won't wear them agin afther the likes of me barring he wanted them very particular," added he, remembering his own pumps. I began muttering something, feeling that the time had come when I must tell the tale. But Jack with great good nature, took up the story and told it so well, that I hardly suffered in the telling.
Early in the afternoon Grover caught sight of Green's rear-guard of Taylor's retreating forces, then about two miles distant, and in the act of crossing the Vermilion. Before Grover could overtake them, the bridges were in flames.
Chirpy Cricket liked his home in Farmer Green's yard. During the long summer days he thought it very cheerful to rest in his dark hole in the ground. He liked the darkness of his home; he liked its warmth, too. For in pleasant weather the sun beat down upon the straw-littered ground above him and gave him plenty of heat, while on gray days the straw blanket kept his house cosy.
She had intended to berate Jennie for devouring the leaves of Farmer Green's trees and to order her to stop such damage at once. But Jennie Junebug hadn't allowed her to say much. In her playful way she had knocked the breath out of Mrs. Ladybug. "I must try some other plan," thought Mrs. Ladybug. "And I'll have to have help."
Green's complete scheme is now sufficiently evident. He was to cross the Atlantic practically by the sole assistance of upper currents and his guide rope, but on this latter expedient, should adverse conditions prevail, he yet further relied, for he conceived that the rope could have attached to its floating end a water drag, which would hold the balloon in check until favouring gales returned.
And since he thought it a good one he at once arranged a meeting of a number of his friends who lived near him. Among those present were Buster Bumblebee, Betsy Butterfly, Rusty Wren, and several others. They met in Farmer Green's apple orchard. And they all arrived there early because everybody was eager to know what Mr. Chippy had to say. "My idea " Mr.
"I hear that there's going to be a raising bee at Farmer Green's place to-morrow. And if I were you I should certainly want to be there." Being very good-natured, Jimmy Rabbit was always ready to talk to anybody he happened to meet, no matter how small the other person might be.
At Green's death material for at least so many supplements were placed in the hands of John Mitford, who did not venture to produce them. From January 1834 to May 1843, however, Mitford was incessantly contributing to The Gentleman's Magazine unpublished extracts from this larger Diary. These have never been collected, but my friend, Mr.
I don't want the whole neighborhood to come a-running. The cat will be here the first thing we know." Rusty Wren felt sure, then, that Grandfather Mole was in trouble. And if he was worried about Farmer Green's cat, why didn't he dig a hole for himself at once, and get out of harm's way? Since Rusty Wren didn't know, he asked Grandfather Mole in little more than a whisper.
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