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That honey-tree blew down one winter night about a year after, and then Cousin Redfield and I went back and got some more honey, but not as much as we did after the great war." The Hollow Tree people hadn't said a word during Mr. 'Coon's story, but when he had finished Mr.

"Exactly, ma'am; but there's no want of sugar-maples in these woods." "You promised us some honey, Malachi," said Emma, "but we have not seen it yet. Can you get us some?" "We had no time to get it last autumn, miss, but we will try this autumn what we can do. When John and I are out in the woods, we shall very probably find a honey-tree, without going very far.

He would depart for Chillicothe on the morrow. I went in search of the girl and met Lost Sister standing by a big honey-tree. She asked me if I had seen her husband, and looked worried when I shook my head. "He said he would not go without seeing me, and yet he is not here in the village. Your white woman she walks far from her manito. It is bad for her." "She must leave here," I boldly said.

And then Paul told the story of the honey-tree, and his story was not finished when Anna exclaimed: "Father! Rebby!" and ran toward the door. How Mr. Weston's face brightened when he saw Danna safe and sound, and how closely Rebby held her little sister, as Anna again told the story of her journey down the river. When Paul started for home Mrs.

The pink of her cheeks deepened, but she quietly countered: "Why, Basdel, I like you now. If I didn't I never would bother to speak plainly to you." Three years' picture-painting was turning out to be dream-stuff. I tried to tell myself I was foolish to love one so much like Ericus Dale; but the lure was there and I could no more resist it than a bear can keep away from a honey-tree.

"Exactly, ma'am; but there's no want of sugar-maples in these woods." "You promised us some honey, Malachi," said Emma, "but we have not seen it yet. Can you get us some?" "We had no time to get it last autumn, miss, but we will try this autumn what we can do. When John and I are out in the woods, we shall very probably find a honey-tree, without going very far.

Robin back to the Sinking Swamps, to the honey-tree which Mr. Robin had really found there, for Mr. Robin is a good bird, and never deceives anybody. Once upon a time, when it was a very pleasant afternoon, and the Hollow Tree people were sitting along the edge of the world, hanging their feet over and thinking, Mr.

"Oh, Tucky," he called Tucky being Mr. Aspetuck Savage Bear's pet name "I've brought you some good news some of the very best kind of news." Mr. Bear was just that minute getting fixed for his third run. "What is it?" he said, holding himself back. "I found a big honey-tree, yesterday evening," Mr. Robin said. "The biggest one I ever saw. I'll show you the way, if you care for honey." Now Mr.

With his powerful forepaws, standing erect and roaring, he proceeded to get acquainted with the ring. It certainly was not a thing persuasible. It was living fire. And he tore at it with his paws as he would have torn at the stings of bees when raiding a honey-tree. He tore the thing out, ripping the ring clear through the flesh and transforming the round perforation into a ragged chasm of pain.

She went to the mill after wood before we found the honey-tree, and she isn't back yet." "Oh! She is probably playing that she is an explorer on a journey to the South Seas," laughed Mr. Weston. "I will go after her," and he started off toward the mill, while Rebecca added wood to the fire, and Paul prepared the salmon to broil. Mr. Weston called "Danna!" repeatedly, but there was no answer.