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It is dangerous to snatch meat away from hungry dogs. If Kesshoo hadn't been slashing at them with his whip, and if Menie and Koko hadn't been screaming at them with all their might, so the dogs were nearly distracted, Koolee might have been badly bitten. Just then Monnie came up with some dried fish. She threw one of the fish over in front of the snow house. The dogs saw it and leaped for it.
For your accomplishments rather singular than fashionable you are indebted, in part, to your cousin, Lady Knollys. Is not she, Monica? Thank her, Milly. 'This is your truce, Silas, said Lady Knollys, with a quiet sharpness. 'I think, Silas Ruthyn, you want to provoke me to speak in a way before these young creatures which we should all regret. 'So my badinage excites your temper, Monnie.
The people around there are quiet, sober country people, who confine themselves in dancing, to plain quadrilles and country dances, with an occasional monnie musk, or a plain waltz. These young Ripon people are on the dance bigger than a wolf, and they have learned all the Boston dips, and Saratoga bends, and Newport colic dances, and everything new.
This is the true story of Menie and Monnie and their two little dogs, Nip and Tup. Menie and Monnie are twins, and they live far away in the North, near the very edge. They are five years old. Menie is the boy, and Monnie is the girl. But you cannot tell which is Menie and which is Monnie, not even if you look ever so hard at their pictures! That is because they dress alike.
It gleamed in the sun like a great ice palace. One morning the air was thick with fog. When Kesshoo saw the fog he said, "This would be a great day to hunt reindeer." "Oh, let me go with you!" cried Menie. Monnie knew better than to ask. She knew very well she would never be allowed to go. Kesshoo thought a little before he answered.
She meant that Menie must learn to be a brave strong hunter, afraid of nothing on sea or land, and that Monnie must learn to do a woman's work well, or else the time would come when they would be without food or shelter or clothing, and the fierce cold would soon make an end of them. It was lucky they got into the warm igloo just when they did, for the winter had come to stay.
Pretty soon Monnie picked herself up and shook off the snow. Then Tup shook himself, too. Menie was rolling over and over down the slope in front of the little stone house. His head was between his knees and his hands held his ankles, so he rolled just like a ball. Nip was running round and round him and barking with all his might. They made strange shadows on the snow in the moonlight.
He tried to take her rod. "Get away," screamed Monnie. "I'll pull in my own fish." Menie danced up and down with excitement, still holding his own rod. The pups danced and barked too. Monnie never looked at any of them. She kept her eyes fixed on the hole and pulled. At last she shrieked, "I've got him, I've got him!" And up through the hole came a great big codfish!
"Anyway, I caught a codfish once," Monnie said, to comfort herself. In two hours everything was as settled about the camp as if they had lived there a week, and every one was hungry again. Hungriness and sleepiness came just as regularly as if they had had nights and clocks both, to measure time by.
They look as if they were having fun." "It goes around the Edge of the World just like the flames around our lamp," said Menie. "Maybe it's the Giants' lamp!" Menie and Monnie believed in Giants. So did their mother. They thought the Giants lived in the middle of the Great White World, where the snow never melts. The thought of the Giants scared them all.
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