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Henry, a feeble, petted child, was always falling into trouble and always threatening to tell the teacher. Kyzie considered him very tiresome; but to-day when he came to her with his tale of woe, she listened patiently, because she had done him a wrong and wished to atone for it. She had "really and truly" suspected this simple child of a crime!
Third, do the people of Castle Cliff want a summer school anyway?" "Three points? I see, oh, yes," said Kyzie, meekly. "But now, Katharine, let us walk a little faster and join the others. And not a word more of this to-day." "What did keep you two so long?" asked Edith, coming to meet them with a bright face.
He would not take so much as a pin without leave; neither would Joseph Rolfe. Yet in her heart she had been accusing these innocent children of stealing her father's watch! "Miserable me!" thought Kyzie. "I must be very good to both of them now, to make up for my dreadful injustice!" She went to Joe and sweetly offered to lend him her knife to whittle his lead pencil. He looked surprised.
"It doesn't seem as if anybody could ever have dug for gold in that horrid ditch," exclaimed Kyzie. "You'd better believe they did, though," said the young guide. "They used to get it out in nuggets, cart-loads of it." He was not quite sure of the nuggets, but liked the sound of the word. "Yes, cart-loads of it. I tell you 'twas the richest mine in the whole Cuyamaca Mountains."
When we were East last summer didn't you pity the people? Only think, they never saw any lemons and oranges growing! They don't know much about roses either; they only have roses once a year." "That's true," replied Kyzie. "Let me button your gloves, Edy, you'll be dropping them off." "See those butterflies! I'd be happy if Bab was only in here," murmured a little voice from under Lucy's hat.
It was an odd sight to see a cat prancing about, waving her plume-like tail with a clam at the end of it! Nancy was sorry for the kitten, but did not know how in the world to get off the clam. "Take an axe! Take a hatchet!" cried Mrs. McQuilken. And without waiting for Nancy she seized a hatchet herself, split the shell of the clam, and let poor kitty free. When Kyzie got home from school, Mrs.
She hastened to the door and opened it, and they rushed in with a shout. This was an odd beginning; but Kyzie said not a word. She remembered that she was now Miss Dunlee, so she threw back her shoulders and looked her straightest and tallest, and as much as possible like Miss Prince, her favorite teacher. She had intended all along to imitate Miss Prince whenever she could think of it.
Pollard had told her that very morning that his son Nate was learning more arithmetic at her little school than he had ever learned in the city schools. "Oh, I'm so glad," mused the little teacher. Mrs. Dunlee thought Kyzie did not get time enough for play. And just now the little girl was unusually busy.
"Come and see," said Uncle James, leading the way upstairs. "Of course it's Joe Rolfe," thought Kyzie. "I suppose he was frightened by what I said to Henry Small." "Is the thief in your room, Uncle James?" said Jimmy. "Why didn't you put him in jail?" "Ah, Jimmum, do you think all thieves ought to go to jail?
"You can, oh, yes, and I'll go with you. But, Bab, you ought to have heard our talk about the play! Kyzie is going to be as much as a hundred years old, and I guess Uncle James will be a hundred and fifty. And they've got a pair of old glasses with sand inside the same kind that Adam and Eve used to have." "Why-ee! Did Adam and Eve wear glasses?
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