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During the nights of the past winter, Leonard's intelligence had made vast progress; he had taught himself more than the elements of mechanics, and put to practice the principles he had acquired not only in the hydraulical achievement of the fountain, nor in the still more notable application of science, commenced on the stream in which Jackeymo had fished for minnows, and which Lenny had diverted to the purpose of irrigating two fields, but in various ingenious contrivances for the facilitation or abridgment of labour, which had excited great wonder and praise in the neighbourhood.

Charity, like a forward, impudent baggage as she is, always thrusting herself in the way, and taking other people's apples to make her own little pie, had defrauded Lenny of his due; and now Susceptibility, who looks like a shy, blush-faced, awkward Virtue in her teens but who, nevertheless, is always engaged in picking the pockets of her sisters tried to filch from him his lawful recompense.

"Indeed, Sir, I dare say; but," said Lenny, primly, "I never as yet kept company with the little girls." "Quite right, Lenny; be equally discreet all your life. Mrs. Dale is very intimate with Miss Hazeldean, more than with the squire's lady. Why is that, think you?" "Well, sir," said Leonard, shrewdly, "Mrs.

This time Mr. Sprott was without his donkey; for it being Sunday, it is presumed that the donkey was enjoying his Sabbath on the common. The tinker was in his Sunday's best, clean and smart, about to take his lounge in the park. Lenny Fairfield made no answer to the appeal. "You in the wood, my baby! Well, that's the last sight I should ha' thought to see.

The tinker rose, opened one of the panniers on the ass's back, took out a bag, which he placed before Lenny, and told him to suit himself. The young peasant desired no better. He spread all the contents of the bag on the sward, and a motley collection of food for the mind was there, food and poison, /serpentes avibus/ good and evil.

Fairfield, who has been ailing the last few days. Lenny will see the tinker as he goes home, and he will buy a most Demosthenean "Appeal," a tract of tracts, upon the propriety of Strikes and the Avarice of Masters.

What's to be done now? The woman must not starve; and I'm sure she can't live out of Rickeybockey's wages to Lenny, by the way, I hope he don't board the boy upon his and Jackeymo's leavings: I hear they dine upon newts and sticklebacks, faugh! I'll tell you what, Parson, now I think of it, at the back of the cottage which she has taken there are some fields of capital land just vacant.

Pardieu, my friend Lenny, if you live to be seventy, and ride in your carriage, and by the help of a dinner-pill digest a spoonful of curry, you may sigh to think what a relish there was in potatoes, roasted in ashes after you had digged them out of that ground with your own stout young hands. Dig on, Lenny Fairfield, dig on! Dr. Dr.

For, to the great relief of his mother and sisters, Leonard Monroe really did break in from the hall at this point, flinging his cap toward the hat rack with one hand as he opened the door with the other. A big, well-developed boy of seventeen was Lenny, dearest of all her children to his mother, her son and her latest-born, and the secret hope of his father's heart.

She not only upbraided herself for her rash visit, but she kept talking of her dead Mark. And what would he say of her, if he could see her in heaven? "It was so selfish in me, Lenny." "Pooh, pooh! Has not a mother a right to her child?" "Ay, ay, ay!" cried Mrs. Fairfield. "I do love you as a child, my own child.

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