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Hannah's a-coughin' this spring's if somethin' ailed her. I asked her if she had bad feelin's in her pipes, an' she said yis, she had, but not to speak of 't before Betsey. I'm goin' to fix her up some hoarhound an' elecampane quick's the ground's nice an' warm an' roots livens up a grain more. They're limp an' wizened 'long to the fust of the spring.
He was accompanied in the excursion by Mr. Banks and Dr. Solander; and they found walking exceedingly troublesome, in consequence of the ground's being covered with a kind of grass, the seeds of which were very sharp and bearded. Whenever these seeds stuck into their clothes, which happened at every step, they worked forward by means of the beard, till they got at the flesh.
But we've still got to be some careful. This yer ground's thick with pine needles and cones, that might easily catch alight if a breeze came along. Best dig a trench round it an' fill it with water." They washed their pans and plates in the creek, and then got out their snares and traps.
And he went, returning shortly, and I gave him the sword. It was then that we heard the voice of my lady without, and she sang a song of the spring-tide. The words I have ne'er forgot, though I did but hear them once: "For O! For O! The cowslips blow, And the ground's all gold below me; The speedwell's eye Peers up so bli' I swear it seems to know me!
It's coming up on mules, in petrol cases, and I don't want to get separated from it. The ground's so bad here the drivers are likely to get lost." "Don't wait more than twenty minutes. You must get up and take your position on time, that's the important thing, water or no water."
You might swim for it before they admitted you to that Pavilion, you know." "But if the ground's under water, how can they play to-day?" "They can't, Miss Belsize, I don't mind betting." That was a rash remark. "Then why doesn't Teddy come back?" "Oh, well, you know," I hedged, "you can never be quite absolutely sure. It might clear up. They're bound to give it a chance until the afternoon.
Aggie touched my arm. "My heart aches for him," she said. "There is despair in his very eyes." I do not believe that at first he was very glad to see us, but he softened somewhat when Tish held out the cake she had brought. "That's very nice of you," he said, rising. "I'm afraid I can't ask you to sit down. The ground's wet and there is only this log." "I've sat on logs before," Tish replied.
He gave himself barely time for a proper meal, but was out again at once, in the fields, the barn, the cattle-sheds, or up in the woods where the men were at work. "You'd better get to work on that water-supply," he said. "The ground's workable still, and may stay so for a long time yet. What help will you want?" "Grindhusen can help," I said. "But...." "Yes, and Lars. What were you going to say?"
"Yes, I know," said Aleck, beginning to move onward past the man; "but it wasn't a jelly-fish that stung my face." "Wasn't it now? Yer don't mean it was a bee or wops?" "No, Ness; it was a blackguard's fist." "Why, yer don't mean to say yer been fighting, do 'ee?" "Yes, I do, Ness. Going to finish the celery trench?" "Yes, sir; but the ground's mighty hard. Hot wuck, that it is.
The ground's free." "I can't, now," stammered Charley. "I'm getting water for supper. Maybe I can later, though. Will you be here after a while?" "Oh, as like as not," answered the man, calmly scraping out the yellow stuff with the point of his knife, and dropping it into the usual brown buckskin sack which, Charley noted, bulged a little at the bottom.
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