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Updated: June 28, 2025
For while waiting for the warm sun and the gentle breeze to dry them, the thrifty dames, who were French and make soup out of everything, put in the time by laundering the children. It seemed like that economic stroke of good housewives who use the soapy wash-water for scrubbing the kitchen-floor.
She laughed and clapped her hands incessantly, and when set down on the kitchen-floor spun round like a little elf; and that night it was late and long before her wide, wakeful eyes could be veiled in sleep. "Company jist sets this 'ere child crazy," said Miss Roxy; "it's jist her lonely way of livin'; a pity Mis' Pennel hadn't another child to keep company along with her."
A strong and grateful attachment to his master, and a passionate love for the pigeons he tended, kept Jack constantly busy in the service of both; the old pigeon-fancier taught him the benefits of scrupulous cleanliness in the pigeon-cote, and Jack "stoned" the kitchen-floor and the doorsteps on his own responsibility. The time did come when he tidied up himself.
Cook and one or two guests, and found the landlord and ensign on the kitchen-floor the wig of the latter lying, much singed and emitting strange odours, in the fireplace, his face hideously distorted, and a great quantity of his natural hair in the partial occupation of the landlord; who had drawn it and the head down towards him, in order that he might have the benefit of pummelling the latter more at his ease.
After a while she went down to the back regions, and glided in upon the white kitchen-floor with her sweeping skirts. Aunt Ruby looked up with an exclamation of surprise. She was picking over raspberries for tea: "Oh, you oughtn't to come in here, Miss Custer: you'll spoil your clothes."
The bushels of unripe apples she had picked up there, and distributed among his pigs, till he had scolded her for giving them so much green trash. But now he began to make such a strange crowing noise, just like a chair drawn heavily and gratingly along a kitchen-floor! His eyes was open, but expressive of nothing but pain. "Mother's darling!" said Mary, in terror, lifting him up.
It seemed to Maida that she never would accomplish it. She spoiled three apples before she succeeded. “Now take your apple-paring and form in line across the kitchen-floor,” Laura commanded. The flock scampered to obey her. “Now when I say ‘Three!’” she continued, “throw the parings back over your shoulder to the floor.
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