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Updated: June 27, 2025
Miss Jewell expressed her relief the next evening, and, stealing a glance at the face of the skipper, experienced a twinge of something which she took to be remorse. Ignoring the cook's hints as to theatres, she elected to go for a long 'bus ride, and, sitting in front with the skipper, left Mr. Jewell to keep a chaperon's eye on them from three seats behind.
I was a little stunned, and some dirt was thrown over me, and when I got up on my knees I saw Jewell lying about six yards off and his legs were all smashed about. Ugh! Pulped! "He looked amazed. 'Bloody, he said, 'bloody. He fixed his eyes on me, and suddenly grinned.
My busines is a foote; your Jewell, Madam, Will credit much the cause. La. Wee will withdraw And let me know how you have cast the plott. Enter Sir Richard, opening a Letter; a Footman waiting. Ri. From thy Master? his name? Foo. Sir Walter Littleland. Ri. I doe not know him. Foo.
"I never had a sister," continued the latter, in melancholy accents. "I don't suppose you would want to take her out if you had," said the girl. The skipper protested. "Bert takes you out," he said. "He isn't like most brothers," said Miss Jewell, shifting along the locker and placing her hand affectionately on the cook's shoulder.
Jewell, at that moment taking a seat behind, joined in with some heat. A more ardent supporter could not have been found, although his repetition of the phrase "May and December" revealed a want of tact of which the skipper had not thought him capable.
These little, quiet, domestic women are trump cards, nowadays. I wish we had a whole pack of them.... Mr. Burton will hunt up a capital motto or heading, and he will write, I am sure. Mrs. Jewell met me in the street and said, "Is it true that you and Mrs. Stowe are going to help The Revolution?" I told her what we proposed and she was much delighted. In reply to a letter asking her opinion, Mrs.
"Yes, perhaps he will," said Miss Jewell, without lowering her eyes in the least. The skipper sat in torment until the lights were lowered and the curtain went up again. When it fell he began to discuss the play, but Miss Jewell returned such vague replies that it was evident her thoughts were far away. "I wonder who he is?" she whispered, gazing meditatingly at the box.
The vigorous plants were only a mockery, and the people who sold them were berated as humbugs. To- day the most highly praised strawberry is the Jewell. The originator, Mr. P. M. Augur, writes me that "plants set two feet by eighteen inches apart, August 1, 1884, in June, 1885, completely covered the ground, touching both ways, and averaged little over a quart to the plant for the centre patch."
The mate eyed him with interest, and was about to supply him with further details when his attention was attracted by footsteps descending the companion-ladder. Then he put down his cup with great care, and stared in stolid amazement at the figure of Miss Jewell in the doorway. "I'm a bit late," she said, flushing slightly.
"But their cheefest jewell they bring from thence is their Maie poole whiche they bringe home with great veneration, as thus: They have twentie or fourtie yoke of oxen, every oxe havyng a sweete nosegaie of flowers, tyed on the tippe of his hornes, and these oxen drawe home this Maie poole."
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