Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 25, 2025
Dawson, and to give her a flower to wear to church the next day, then Jessie hurried away again as fast as her full milk-can would allow her. The side entrance to the farm, to which Jessie had to go, was a few hundred yards down a lane which branched off the main road. When she came out and down this lane again, a man was standing at the end of it where it emerged on to the high road.
The baby whimpered. Teola drew away from Tessibel with a long sigh. She reached for the milk-can. "There ain't none there," Tess said, with a touch of joy in her tones. "It air all gone. He et all that you brought him." "And I can't get him any more now," moaned Teola. "Oh, Tess, I'm so ill! I wish I were dead!" A tall boy had repeated the same words the night before.
"Or mine," chimed in another bird, as it claimed a bright piece of tin from a milk-can that was inserted in the twigs just above the entrance of the bower. "Nonsense, children!" said a grave old Satin Bird, "your trifles are not to be compared with that beautiful object I found to-day and arranged along the top of the bower. The effect is splendid!"
He was fishing in deep water now, with a lead sinker attached to his line; and, beside him, was a milk-can filled with water and containing live shiners for bait. These he had caught in the brook. The fish weren't biting, but Little Tim was a patient fisherman.
He fled across to the shelter of the wall, and hurried off; old Jorgen stood there gobbling with laughter as he watched him, his hands folded over his broomstick. "O Lord, is that a man?" he cried to Jeppe, who sat at his window, shaving himself before the milk-can. "Just look how he puffs! Now he'll go in and beg God to forgive him for going courting!"
This was the style in which he received Marguerite Tissot, a little lady five years old, dressed in a charming milkmaid costume, with a milk-can hanging at her side; so too did he greet the Berthier children, Blanche and Sophie, the one masquerading as Folly, the other dressed in soubrette style; and he had even the hardihood to tackle Valentine de Chermette, a tall young lady of some fourteen years, whom her mother always dressed in Spanish costume, and at her side his figure appeared so slight that she seemed to be carrying him along.
"Women in my country," meaning Lower Normandy, of course, "carry jars of milk in that way," he said, indicating the woman crossing the fields with the milk-can supported by a strap on her shoulder.
Bolter complacently. 'The pots I took off airy railings, and the milk-can was standing by itself outside a public-house. I thought it might get rusty with the rain, or catch cold, yer know. Eh? Ha! ha! ha! Fagin affected to laugh very heartily; and Mr.
Then, with a smothered cry, she let fall the milk-can, and a dozen white rivulets, in strange contrast to that one dark red line which first startled her, went meandering over the kitchen floor.
She stooped to dip her hand and taste it, and then drew back. "It looks as if it would bite," she said, and I took off the lid of the can and scooped up a draught and drank it. "The sweetest water I ever tasted, and cold as ice. It is as good as the water at La Tour." Then she drank also, and then she washed out the milk-can, but would not pour the dirty water back into the basin.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking