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W.L. Sheldon, Ethics in the Home, chaps. xi, xii, xiii. Welch & Co., $1.25. E.A. Abbott, Training of Parents, chap. v. Houghton Mifflin Co., $1.00. II. Further Reading Ella Lyman Cabot, Every Day Ethics. Holt, $1.25. M. Wood-Allen, Making the Best of Our Children. 2 vols. McClurg, $1.00 each. III. Topics for Discussion Do all children quarrel? Should one punish for small quarrels?
Crabtree I could all good and proper move him over to my house and that would leave his little three-room cottage hitched on to the store to move 'em into comfortable. They have got a heap of things, but most of 'em could be packed away in the barn here, what they won't let us keep for 'em. If Mr. Crabtree has got to take holt of my farm it will keep him away from the store, and he could give Mr.
I am sure, Honora, after what I have said, you will give him no encouragement." "Oh, Mrs. Holt," cried Honora again, "I shouldn't think of such a thing!" "I am sure of it, Honora, now that you are forewarned. And your suggestion to take him to the Institution was not a bad one. I meant to do so anyway, and I think it will be good for him. Good night, my dear."
I had just got to the journey of Titmouse from London to Yorkshire in that ex-sheriff's coach he bought in Long Acre where now the motor-cars are sold when there came a telegram to bid me note how a certain Mr. Holt was upon the ocean, coming back to England from a little excursion.
For an instant longer the two men stood staring; and then both of them made a rush for the two boys; and, as they were almost instantly followed by Dill Conroyal, Thure's older brother, Rex Holt, Thure's cousin, and Frank Holt, Thure's uncle and the father of Rex Holt, you can imagine the excitement and confusion that reigned in that log house and how swiftly the questions flew back and forth for the next few minutes.
This enraged the spirited beast, who began to dance and curvet about, and the next moment, but for the speedy interference of Susan Jenkins, little Orion would have measured his length upon the floor. Even as it was he was hurt and shaken, and lay weeping and trembling in her arms. "Now, Susan, you jest listen to me," said Holt, in an enraged voice. "I aint a-goin' to stand this sort of thing.
And he shot at Honora a glance compounded of many feelings, which she returned smilingly. "Is that the waiter?" asked Mrs. Holt. "That is a waiter," said Trixton Brent, glancing at the motionless figure. "Shall I call him?" "If you please," said Mrs. Holt. "Honora, you must tell me what you like." "Anything, Mrs. Holt," said Honora.
Jabez Holt cast away a much-mangled toothpick and placed another in his mouth before he replied, with a chuckle: "Well, I reckon about the only business here that the town is doing any talkin' about at present is one that don't want no photografters around." "And what may that business be?" persisted Jack.
I am entitled to ask the question, though perhaps I should have asked it before." "You are at any rate not entitled to ask it now. Sir Francis Geraldine, between you and me all is over. I can only beg you to understand most positively that all is over." "My dear Miss Holt, you need not insist upon that, as it is perfectly understood." "Then there need be no further words.
He's chain lightnin', ole man, an' you better be sure of yer holt." "I'll give all dere is on him if you'll help, Dick!" said Pete. Mr. Dootleby took his watch, his gold pencil, and a dollar or so in change from his pockets, and tossed them toward Dick. "That's all I've got," he said. "Now, let us alone." Dick slid the coins in his pocket and carefully examined the gold watch.
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