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"Well, no, Jonas; I ruther 'low not." Whether Jonas's defense was good or not, I can not say, for I do not know. But he is entitled to the benefit of it. Jonas had waited for the coming of the quarterly meeting to carry his appeal to the presiding elder.
"He died," he told her, "but in the faith at the end." "In what faith?" Molly asked curiously. She was a child in so many things. "The Church," he told her, with reproof in his tone. The click of Mr. Jonas's incisors upon incisors chopped the air. But Molly moved a little nearer the minister. "Yes," she agreed slowly, unwillingly almost; "they all do. Father Bonot used to say it over and over.
"That's right, Jonas," said the farmer's wife: "I am glad to see you make 'em mind." It was settled, without any further discussion, that Jonas's plan in regard to the writing should be adopted, and that his scholars would obey his directions in other things, whatever they might be. Jonas then proceeded as follows:
The beauteous Merry, too, with all the glory of her conquest fresh upon her, so probed and lanced the rankling disappointment of her sister by her capricious airs and thousand little trials of Mr Jonas's obedience, that she almost goaded her into a fit of madness, and obliged her to retire from table in a burst of passion, hardly less vehement than that to which she had abandoned herself in the first tumult of her wrath.
To him poor Uncle Jonas's money seemed to come from heaven through the hands of Judge Pike " "And there's a handsome roundabout way!" said Joe. "Wasn't it!" she agreed, cheerfully. "And he trusted the Judge absolutely. I don't, you see." He gave her a thoughtful look and nodded.
Rollo had read it correctly. "Yes," said Jonas, "he has gone back to the mill, no doubt. We will go, and we shall find him there; but when did you come from home? and how did you find where I was?" Rollo, in answer to Jonas's question, explained to him that his father had given him permission to take the horse and sleigh and Nathan, and come and pay Jonas a visit.
"What creed?" demanded Alexina. "Mr. Jonas's." "Oh," said Alexina, "yes, I see." Molly, Alexina and Celeste stayed a week at Nancy with the Leroys. It was a household wherein there was no strain, no tension, though, to be sure, there was small management.
Jonas read the description, and he wished that he was old enough to buy a farm, and then he would go and look at that. The next advertisement was about some machinery, which a man had invented; and the next was headed, in large letters, Dog Lost. This caught Jonas's attention immediately. It was in writing, and he could not read it very easily, it was so high.
"Give thy brother a kiss in farewell, children. It may be thou wilt never see him more." As Naomi stood on tiptoe and pressed a tender kiss upon Jonas's plump cheek, he suddenly opened his dark eyes and, at sight of his sister, broke into a broad smile. "Farewell, Jonas, farewell," whispered Naomi, her eyes full of tears.
I will tell Miriam and Daniel and my husband." "Dat's right. Nechemyah, don't dance on de good lady's chair. Did you hear, Mrs. Hyams, of Mrs. Jonas's luck?" "No." "I won her eleven pounds on the lotteree." "How nice," said Mrs. Hyams, a little fluttered. "I would let you have half a ticket for two pounds." "I haven't the money." "Vell, dirty-six shillings! Dere! I have to pay dat myself."
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