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Updated: June 20, 2025
"There was never a man who said one word for woman but he said two for man, and three for the whole human race." She watched the bird pecking up the last yellow grains; but Waldo looked only at her. When she spoke again it was very measuredly.
The small lady gave the blunderer a grave, brief, now-you-have-done-it glance and looked down. "Well, I know," she measuredly said, "that a man who can tell a woman that, isn't capable of loving her half enough."
Wetherell entered the store, and to take his mind from his troubles, he picked up a copy of Byron: gradually the conversation on the stoop died away, and just as he was beginning to congratulate himself and enjoy the book, he had an unpleasant sensation of some one approaching him measuredly. Wetherell did not move; indeed, he felt that he could not he was as though charmed to the spot.
Is not that sweet enough music to the ear of a venerable" she whispered "cormorant?" She sparkled anew. "I am sorry," came the mild reply, "you are in such torture you have to call me names. But it is, of course, entirely concerning the house ahem!" Flora rose, walked to a window, and, as she gazed out across the old plaza, said measuredly in a hard voice: "Never mind!
Joe fiddled with his spoon a moment, and then said: "The crewman I was to have subbed for if he didn't get well he did, didn't he?" Sally answered reluctantly: "Y-yes." Joe said measuredly: "Well, then that's that! I guess it will be all right for me to stick around and watch the take-off?" Sally's eyes were misty. "Of course it will, Joe! I'm so sorry!"
But more and more strings joined them; now the scattered tones were blended and legions of chords were united; now they advanced measuredly with harmonious notes, forming the mourrlful melody of that famous song of the wandering soldier who travels through woods and through forests, ofttimes fainting with woe and with hunger: at last he falls at the feet of his faithful steed, and the steed with his foot digs a grave for him.
But now instead of floating off the page, they engaged in little dances, dizzyingly concentric. Suddenly something that was not of the mind interposed another obstacle to concentration, a jagged, purple shadow. It was Chiquita. Frank leaped to his feet and stood staring. The quickness of his movement ordinarily he moved measuredly frightened her. She fluttered, drifted away, paused.
The older woman stood looking into the fire; then slowly and measuredly she said, "There are times, in life, when everything seems dark, when the brain reels, and we cannot see that there is anything but death. But, if we wait long enough, after long, long years, calm comes. It may be we cannot say it was well; but we are contented, we accept the past. The struggle is ended.
Dad turned slowly in the centre, like a ring-master, his eye on the cow; a coil of rope was in this left hand, and with the right he measuredly swung the loop over and over his head for some time. At last the cow gave him a chance at her horns, and he let fly. The rope whizzed across the yard, caught little Bill round the neck, and brought him down off the post. Dad could hardly believe it.
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