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"Hark! surely there is some one coming up the back path," and rising as she spoke, she hurried out to the side porch, closely followed by Moppet, who said to herself, with all a child's vivid and dramatic imagination, "Perhaps it's an Indian coming to tomahawk us in our beds!" which thought caused her to seize a fold of Miss Bidwell's gown tightly in her hand.
"I shall not tell her," said the child shrewdly, "but I am going to pray for the devil each night, whether any one else does or not." "As you cannot work any longer on the sampler, you had best go to Miss Pamela for your writing lesson," said Miss Bidwell. "Pamela is out in the orchard with Josiah Huntington," said Moppet, "and she would send me forthwith into the house if I went near her."
Moppet followed her up to the old room where Betty had spent so many hours of varied experience, and assisted to spread out once again the flowered brocade, which had not seen the light of day since the De Lancey ball. "Here are your slippers, Betty; how nicely they fit your foot." "Yes," said Betty, her thoughts far across the sea, as she slipped on one of them.
"Moppet, you must instantly dress or you will lake cold," said Miss Euphemia, interrupting, to Betty's relief, "and I will be glad if Betty will assist you, for I must go down and see if breakfast be still hot, as no one is ready yet to eat it," and out went Miss Euphemia, calling the others to follow her. "What do you think of all this?" asked Pamela of Betty.
Nobody ever knew the best part of the story but Moppet, Davy, and Gulliver. Other people didn't dream that the boy's pet gull had any thing to do with the finding of the man, or the good fortune that came to Moppet. While Dan lay sick, she tended him, like a loving little daughter; and, when he was well, he took her for his own.
'Aven't seen a proper spicy paper for a year. Good old Jerrold's!" Pinewood and Moppet, reservists, flung themselves on McBride's shoulders, pinning him to the ground. "Lie over your own bloomin' side of the bed, an' we can all look," he protested. "They're only po-ah Tommies," said Copper, apologetically, to the prisoner. "Po-ah unedicated Khakis. They don't know what they're fightin' for.
It proved the tenacity of her purpose and the strength of her will that, notwithstanding her many misgivings, when she heard the clock sound the quarter she rose from her low seat by the window, where she had been gazing out into the night, and whispered softly to Moppet that it was time to wake.
"Oh, Oliver, 'tis my good kind gentleman!" cried Moppet, darting forward and seizing the stranger by the hand; "he plunged into Great Pond last night and pulled me forth when I was nearly drowning, and we begged him to come home with us, did we not, Betty?" seeing her sister standing in the doorway. "Betty, Betty, come and tell Oliver he has made a mistake."
"How handsome he was," said Moppet; "did you see his hair? And how tightly it curled, wet as it was? And his eyes surely you noted his eyes, Betty?" "Yes," replied Betty, blushing with remembrance of the parting glance the hazel eyes had bestowed upon her; "he is a personable fellow enough." "Far handsomer than Josiah Huntington," said Moppet mischievously, "or even Francis Plunkett."
Dear little Moppet; Betty could almost see the frowns and puckered brow with which the child had penned the words. "My Betty dear," the letter ran, "we miss you sorely, especially the Mare and me. She whinnies when I seek the Stable, and I was going to say I cry too, but never mind." We hope it may thaw soon, as we Desire to get the maple syrup from the trees. Aunt Euphemia is well.
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