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The engagement opened early in the morning by the Franc-tireurs and skirmishers on the hills of Mely. They were soon dislodged by the powerful artillery fire of the enemy and retreated to Charenton. Five of Paul's company were killed in the engagement and several wounded. After this they were engaged almost daily in skirmishing and light engagements around Paris.
"And that pack of worthless hussies," her mother resumed, "that come out on the stage, and begun to kick." "Laws, mother!" the girl shouted, "I thought you said you had your eyes shut!" All but these two simpler creatures were abashed at the indecorum of suggesting in words the commonplaces of the theatre and of art. "Well, I did, Mely, as soon as I could believe my eyes.
March?" "Can't you imagine?" she answered, with a kindly, smile. "Yes; but I don't believe I could guess how they would have struck you last summer when I first saw them. My! oh my! there was the native earth for you. Mely is a pretty wild colt now, but you ought to have seen her before she was broken to harness. "And Christine? Ever see that black leopard they got up there in the Central Park?
"Laws, mother!" said Miss Mela; "what you got that old thing on for? If I'd 'a' known you'd 'a' come down in that!" "Coonrod said it was all right, Mely," said her mother. Miss Mela explained to the Marches: "Mother was raised among the Dunkards, and she thinks it's wicked to wear anything but a gray silk even for dress-up."
"You'll always find," he said, "that it's those of your own household that have the first claim on you." "That's so, Coonrod," urged his mother. "It's Bible truth. Your fawther ain't a perfesser, but he always did read his Bible. Search the Scriptures. That's what it means." "Laws!" cried Mely, "a body can see, easy enough from mother, where Conrad's wantun' to be a preacher comes from.
"Well, Mely, child," Fulkerson went on, with an open travesty of her mother's habitual address, "and how are you getting along? Mrs. Mandel hold you up to the proprieties pretty strictly? Well, that's right. You know you'd be roaming all over the pasture if she didn't." The girl gurgled out her pleasure in his funning, and everybody took him. on his own ground of privileged character.
"Laws, mother!" said Miss Mela; "what you got that old thing on for? If I'd 'a' known you'd 'a' come down in that!" "Coonrod said it was all right, Mely," said her mother. Miss Mela explained to the Marches: "Mother was raised among the Dunkards, and she thinks it's wicked to wear anything but a gray silk even for dress-up."
"Make every thing neat as a pin," said Amelia, "while we go down to dinner, for we are going to have company this afternoon; and if it looks right nice, I'll give you an orange." "What shall I do with dis yer book, then, Miss Mely?" hastily asked Tidy, as she stooped to pick up the book, and felt herself trembling all over that she had dared to put her fingers upon it. "That?
"And that pack of worthless hussies," her mother resumed, "that come out on the stage, and begun to kick." "Laws, mother!" the girl shouted, "I thought you said you had your eyes shut!" All but these two simpler creatures were abashed at the indecorum of suggesting in words the commonplaces of the theatre and of art. "Well, I did, Mely, as soon as I could believe my eyes.
"Ain't there anybody agoin' to set up with it?" she asked, in her hoarse pipe. "It appears like folks hain't got any feelin's in New York. Woon't some o' the neighbors come and offer to set up, without waitin' to be asked?" "Oh, that's all right, mother. The men 'll attend to that. Don't you bother any," Mela coaxed, and she kept her arm round her mother, with tender patience. "Why, Mely, child!
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