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A subsidiary resource is to point out the kind's nearest natural affinities. For instance, in the binary Nomenclature of Botany and of Zoology, the name of every species consists of the name of the natural group next above, with a word added expressive of some quality in the nature or mode of discovery, or what not, of the particular species itself.
It stood up, beautiful and stately, and turned its cream-white face towards the sun. "The stalk's like a little tree," said Dickie; and so it was. It had great drooping leaves, and a dozen smaller white flowers stood out below it on long stalks, thinner than that needed to support the moonflower itself. "It is a moonflower, of course," he said, "if the other kind's sunflowers. I love it!
There's the difficulty and I needna ask a woman how that's to be got owre." "Na, Murdoch ye needna ask me that question," replied the wife. "It's far beyond the reach o' my puir brain; but, if it's in the power o' ony mortal man to say how a difficulty o' that kind's to be mastered, it is in that o' Murdoch Waldie. Maybe ye may gie't a cast through yer powerfu mind.
You'll set us up to a glass o' cognac, won't you, School Detachment?" Andrews sat very stiff in his chair, staring at them. "Yes," he said, "order up what you like." "Keep an eye on him, Handsome. You never can tell what this quiet kind's likely to pull off on you." Bill Huggis strode out of the room with heavy steps. In a moment he came back swinging a bottle of cognac in his hand.
Joy sped back to the house, and got the things from Lily-Anna, who unlocked and found with quick, capable hands, though she was evidently trying not to cry as she did it. "Jus' a natural-born angel," she said. "Here, hurry back, Miss Joy. Yas, that kind's too good to live. I might a' knowed it long ago. There's everything, child. Now go on!"
I am sure I am glad to see the young man home. But familiarity of that kind's not becoming. Your father never would have married me if I had allowed familiarity of that kind." "You must blame me; it was all my fault," said Tite, handing Mattie to a chair, and advancing toward Mrs. Chapman.
"Reckon you're all right so far as licenses is concarned, but ye can't carry guns up here till the season the game season's open," said the game warden, handing back the licenses. "It's always an open season for the kind of game we are going to hunt," Hippy informed him. "Eh? What kind's that?" "Your kind," retorted Hippy sharply. "That's all I've got to do with ye.
"I doesn't care; I's willin'," replied Tidy, good-naturedly. "What's de matter wid yer? Been sick?" proceeded France, with a roguish twinkle of the eye. "Specs you's had measles or 'sumption, yer's pale as deaf; and yer hair, laws, sakes, it'll a'most stan' alone! de kind's all done gone out of it." "Never had much," said Tidy, laughing.
"But they wouldn't care." "No they want to meet each other. They would be thankful to us for bringing them together." "Won't it be the greatest fun?" "Fun! Why, it will be a regular drama. Only we are running the show, and everything is real. Let's get at it!" Blix ran into her room and returned with writing material. Condy looked at the note-paper critically. "This kind's too swell.
"What kind's that?" "Well, a full-blooded cur-dog is somethin' rare in these parts. You wouldn't find him at an ordinary dog-show, like your mother goes to. Now, Sammy's dog is full-blooded leastways, he will be, when he's fed up." "My mother's dog is a pedigree-dog. Is Sammy's that kind?" "I ain't ast him, but I shouldn't wonder." "My mother's got a paper tells all about where Fifi came from.
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