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Leaf's statement we understand to mean that, when the singer or reciter was delivering an ANCIENT lay he did not introduce any of the military gear light round bucklers, greaves, and corslets with which his audience were familiar.
He reminded one, perforce, of the rough old proverb; "You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear." Still, Mr. Ascott was not a bad man, though something deeper than his glorious indifference to grammar, and his dropped h's which, to steal some one's joke, might have been swept up in bushels from Miss Leaf's parlor made it impossible for him ever to be, by any culture whatever, a gentleman.
It had been often a struggle for Hilary Leaf's girlish pride to have to teach A B C to little boys and girls whose parents stood behind counters; but as she grew older she grew wiser, and intercourse with Robert Lyon had taught her much.
Now that was no business of hers, and yet the faithful domestic was a good deal troubled; still more so, when, by Miss Leaf's excessive surprise at hearing of the visitor who had come and gone, carrying Miss Selina away to the city, she was certain the elder sister was completely in the dark as to any thing going to happen in the family. Could it be a wedding?
Finally, they stood all completely arrayed, even to bonnets; Hilary looking wonderfully bewitching in hers, which was the very pattern of one that may still be seen in a youthful portrait of our gracious Queen a large round brim, with a wreath of roses inside; while Miss Leaf's was somewhat like it, only with little bunches of white ribbon: "for," she said, "my time of roses has gone by."
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven; not room enough, without the leaf in the table; one place empty, if the leaf's in. Let's see, Helen Darley, she'll do well enough to fill it up, why, yes, just the thing, light brown hair, blue eyes, won't my pattern show off well against her?
All recognized her as the light of the house, and so she had been, ever since she was born, ever since her "Dying mother mild, Said, with accents undefiled, 'Child, be mother to this child." It was said to Johanna Leaf who was not Mrs. Leaf's own child.
Leaf's own conclusion is that the people of Mycenae were "spirit worshippers, practising inhumation, and partial mummification;" the second fact is dubious. "In the post-Mycenaean 'Dipylon' period, we find cremation and sepulture practised side by side.
P'raps he would if he'd known there would be a young lady a calling to see him." "I am Mr. Leaf's aunt," said Hilary, turning as hot as fire. "Oh, in-deed," was the answer, with civil incredulousness. But the woman was sharp of perception as often-cheated London landladies learn to be.
Take care of your candle, and mind and be up at six tomorrow morning." This was addressed to the new maiden, who dropped a courtesy, and said, almost cheerfully, "Yes, ma'am." "Very well, Good night. Elizabeth." And following Miss Leaf's example, the other two, even Ascott, said civilly and kindly, "Good night, Elizabeth." The Christmas holidays ended, and Ascott left for London.
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