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Updated: June 8, 2025
No question but you've saved their lives." Mid-morning on Angel Island. The sun had mounted half-way to the zenith; sky and sea and land glittered with its luster. Like war-horses, the waves came ramping over the smooth, shimmering sand; war-horses with bodies of jade and manes of silver. Pete floated inshore on a huge comber, ran up the beach a little way and sat down. Billy followed.
On the fifth anniversary of her wedding day Susan's daughter was born, and the whole household welcomed the tiny Josephine, whose sudden arrival took all their hearts by storm. "Take your slangy, freckled, roller-skating, rifle-shooting boys and be off with you!" said Susan, over the hour-old baby, to Billy, who had come flying home in mid-morning.
Thompson had followed us in our move, occupying quarters, not far off, above a baker's shop on a Terrace a group of objects still untouched by time where we occasionally by way of change attended for our lessons and where not the least of our inspirations was the confidence, again and again justified, that our mid-morning "break" would determine the appearance of a self-conscious stale cake, straight from below, received by us all each time as if it had been a sudden happy thought, and ushered in by a little girl who might have been a Dickens foundling or "orfling."
Annet, Linnet, and Matthew Henry sat side by side on the granite roller by the gate and watched their friend Jan eat his mid-morning snack or "mungey," as it is called in the Islands. It consisted, as a rule, of a crust of bread, but Jan had supplemented it to-day with a turnip, which he cut into slices with his pocket-knife. He had been pulling turnips since six o'clock.
Overhead, the great inclined sail cut, sharply white, against the dazzling blue of the mid-morning sky. Evelyn glanced farther around. Wharves stacked with lumber, railroad track, clustering roofs, smoking mills, were flitting fast astern.
In the warm sun of mid-morning, its worn wheels rattling, its cattle limping and with lolling tongues, this caravan forded and swung wide into corral below the crowded tepees of the sullen tribesmen. The Covered Wagon. Ahead of it now dashed a horseman, swinging his rifle over his head and uttering Indian yells.
Though they shared watches during the night there were no other signs of life, nor did the deer reappear from the woods. With the mid-morning there was a sudden sound to warn them a wild cry which must have come from a human throat. Hume tossed one of the needlers to Vye, took the other, and they scrambled down to the floor of the gap passage.
"Oh, Dad just nibbles when he has his tizwin spells, and Mena ate hers mid-morning." The table top had been scrubbed. Lennon sat down at the nearest corner and fell to on the omelette and fried chicken, cream cheese, salad, cornbread and honey that she set before him. The food was all served in bowls and jugs of quaintly beautiful ancient cliff-dweller pottery.
"It's all right, though," she shrugged her shoulders, "I can take care of myself, and being alone, I can think things out!" In mid-morning she cut loose from the bank and floated away down stream. The river was very wide, and covered with crossing-ripples.
It was one of the few nights when the Gischalan kept vigil, for he refused to contribute fatigue to the prospering of his cause. Sometime in mid-morning he appeared in the house of Amaryllis and sent a servant to her asking her to breakfast with him.
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