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Updated: June 10, 2025
Now a heroine may have the largest, deepest, and most heavily lashed eyes imaginable; she may have hair in very truth like the gold "mown from a harvest's middle floor"; she may have lips like cherries and teeth like pearls, and a red nose will be so utterly fatal that all these other charms will pass unnoticed. It cost Meg real anguish of spirit.
If they were eighty I should have to take them! till the harvest's got in. There are two girls coming from the Land Army, and you've clinched that other girl from the village?" Hastings nodded. "Well, I dare say we shall get the harvest in somehow," she said, standing at the gate, and looking over the fields. "Miss Leighton and I mean to put our backs into it.
Many of these sketches have a largeness, almost a nobility, of conception, which is, I think, a gift from father to son. "After the Harvest's Saved" is something elemental.
As Nicolas entered the tavern he was uttering frightful threats against the Michaud family and Les Aigues. "The harvest's coming; well, I vow I'll not go before I've lighted my pipe at their wheat-stacks," he cried, striking his fist on the table as he sat down. "Mustn't yelp like that before people," said Godain, showing him Pere Niseron.
On the very morning that he first thrust his sickle into the ripened wheat, Deb Smith made her appearance, in a short-armed chemise and skirt of tow-cloth. "I knowed ye'd want a hand," she said, "without sendin' to ask. I'll reap ag'inst the best man in Chester County, and you won't begrudge me my bushel o' wheat a day, when the harvest's in."
"I'll tote down yo' trunk," said the latter, and presently emerged from the house with that article upon his shoulder. "I reckon I'll volunteer myself, just as soon 's harvest's over," he remarked genially. "But, gosh! you-all'll be back by then, telling how you did it!" He went down the path whistling, and tossed the trunk into the wagon. "I hate good-byes," said Allan.
It is the old story: No mortal born without the dew Of solemn pain on mother's brow; No harvest's golden yield save through The toil and tearing of the plough. It was only through the Cross that the Saviour of men found a way into the joy that was set before Him, and the world therefore cannot expect to come to its own along a bloodless road.
"Oh, ay," replied Nancy, drearily; "it's a bonny day." "And a fine harvest we are getting," said the old man, again, "if we were only thankful to God for His undeserved goodness." "Oh, ay; considering all things, the harvest's not so bad in some places, and in others it's just middling. It's not got in yet. We must wait awhile before we set ourselves up upon it."
However, you know that you can't get teams or men for love or money now when harvest's coming on, and so we're going to strike you for another two cents per measure." "Might stretch that far," said the other after more figuring, "but somehow we'll take it out of you.
"Harvest's a poor time fer wishin'; it's more prof'table 'long about seedin'-time," said Idy, with a smile that threatened the meshes of her stylishly drawn veil. Parker set one foot on the dashboard, and swung the other out of the wagon nervously. "I do a good deal o' wishin' now that ain't very prof'table time o' year don't seem to make much difference," he said plaintively.
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