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I know that she would have a beautiful time." "Oh, mamma, if I only might!" breathed Dorothy, rapturously, and carried away by the attractive prospect. "Well, we will talk it over with papa; if he consents I will not say no, and certainly Miss Minturn's suggestion is very alluring," replied her mother, as she bestowed a grateful smile on Katherine. Prof.
Tip could feel his heart throb throb with loud, distinct beats; twice he tried to break the silence, and couldn't. At last he found voice: "I do, sir." Mr. Minturn turned quickly. "What makes you think so, Tip?" "Because I love Jesus, and I'm trying to do what He says." Mr. Minturn's voice trembled a little: "God bless you, my boy; try to get all the rest to go through the same gate."
She had got very weary one day, and had sold but few of her wares, when she bethought her of May Minturn's mother, and wondered if she would buy something for May's sake; so she sought the house and went timidly in at the basement door.
You are a nice good-hearted jolly old man, Peter Bond, and your merry happy face and amiable temper will compensate for any deficiency in intellectual attainment; but Nannie Bates has a craving mind, and it must have nourishment. You don't know how early she is out of her bed, stowed away in Mrs. Minturn's attic with a book in her hand, nor how many pages she devours while nursing Dora.
Minturn's ideas of her own elevation and importance in the social world had been large, they were now increased threefold. A winter's residence at the seat of government, during which time she mingled freely with the little great people who revolve around certain fixed stars that shine with varied light in the political metropolis, raised still higher the standard of self-estimation.
He had a queer feeling sometimes that he was somebody else, and that Tip Lewis, whom he used to know so well, would be very much astonished if he could see him now. He went into Sabbath school, and became a member of Mr. Minturn's Bible class; but teachers were scarce, and before he had been there three weeks Mr. Minturn sent him to take charge of a class of very little boys, who called him "Mr.
At last he said affably, "I'll go in and hasten supper, for you've earned it if ever a man did, Mr. Minturn. Then I'll drive you down to the evening train." And he hurried away. Sue's back was toward them, and she did not hear Minturn's step until he was close beside her. "All through," he said; "every tree out.
There was Kitty, who ought to be in school, but could not because her mother must have the little help which she could give. Tip was half distracted with thinking about it; he felt provoked at Mr. Minturn, and Mr. Minturn's brother, and the store in Albany, and the boy who helped himself out of other people's bundles; they were all trying to cheat him out of his education.
Of course Captain Bingham, Hal's uncle, was at the Bingham cottage, and the first mate, Nellie's father, was at Minturn's. But that evening there was a regular party on Minturn's veranda. Numbers of cottagers called to see the sailors, and all were invited to remain and hear about the strange voyage of the Neptune. "There is not much to tell," began the captain.
"Could we get to Ocean Cliff Minturn's place before dark?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, noticing how rickety the old stagecoach was. "Can't promise," answered Hank, "but you can just pile in and we'll try it." There was no choice, so the party "piled" into the carryall. "Isn't this fun?" remarked Mrs. Manily, taking her seat up under the front window. "It's like going on a May ride."
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