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Updated: June 13, 2025
You're looking younger and prettier, every time I see you!" he exclaimed, holding her off at arm's length and studying her solicitously. "I never see you without wishing I could stay here all the time just you and me. All alone! Just we two." "Jims," she said, using an old pet name, "you'll get over that sometime.
She stopped looking at Rilla's feet. "Rilla, darling, don't be so abrupt. I really want to help you, if I can manage it. Just sit down and let's talk it over." "I'm sorry, but I can't. I have to be home soon Jims has to be settled for the night, you know." "Oh, yes the baby you are bringing up by the book. It's perfectly sweet of you to do it when you hate children so.
Jims, being an astute infant, sensed trouble in the atmosphere and realized that it was up to him to clear it away. He turned his face up to Rilla, smiled adorably and said, clearly and beguilingly, "Will Will." It was the very first time he had spoken a word or tried to speak. Rilla was so delighted that she forgot her grudge against him. She forgave him with a hug and kiss.
He liked Uncle Walter, but as far as being acquainted with him went he might as well have been the inhabitant of a star in the Milky Way. Jims was just a lonely, solitary little creature, and sometimes he felt so friendless that his eyes smarted, and several sobs had to be swallowed. There were no sobs just now, though Jims was still too angry. It wasn't fair. It was so seldom he got a car ride.
Shirley wouldn't bother them, father and mother were going to the Manse, Miss Oliver never played gooseberry, and Jims always slept the clock round from seven to seven. She would entertain Ken on the veranda it would be moonlight she would wear her white georgette dress and do her hair up yes, she would at least in a low knot at the nape of her neck. Mother couldn't object to that, surely.
The tremendous power of persistent advertising to carry an idea of almost any kind into the minds of the people and stamp it there, is amazing. How many "Sunny Jims," for instance, are there in this audience?
"If he would only stay in the Glen, where I could keep an eye on Jims and have him often with me I wouldn't feel so worried over it," she reflected. "But I feel sure he won't and Jims will never have any chance. And he is such a bright little chap he has ambition, wherever he got it and he isn't lazy. But his father will never have a cent to give him any education or start in life.
"I beg your pardon," he said gravely, "I didn't mean to hurt your cat. I just wanted to play with him. He is such a very handsome cat." "But where did you come from?" said the lady. "It is so long since I saw a child in this garden," she added, as if to herself. Her voice was as sweet as her face. Jims thought he was mistaken in thinking her angry and plucked up heart of grace.
"I know that is just what Hannah would want me to do. I'll get a little snack for Jims and me, and then if the rain continues and nobody comes home I'll just go upstairs to the spare room and go to bed. There is nothing like acting sensibly in an emergency. If I had not been a goose when I saw Jims fall off the train I'd have rushed back into the car and got some one to stop it.
The sons pressed their father to a sitting position, and then seated themselves one on each side, mounting guard. 'See, we got him loose again, said Harry. 'He's milder to-night, answered Done. 'What's the matter with him? 'Only a touch o' the jims. He's liable to howl a bit now 'n again, but don't mind him. He's all right. Ain't you, dad? He gave the old man's head an affectionate push.
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