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Oh the delicious sense of safety and warmth given by it already! I seized Mousie, floundered through the snow up to my knees, and placed her in a big rocking-chair. Mr. Jones followed with Winnie, and Merton came in with Bobsey on his back. The little fellow was under such headway in crying that he couldn't stop at once, although his tears were rapidly giving place to laughter.
Never was a traveller from a remote foreign clime listened to with more breathless interest than I as I related my adventures at our late supper after my return. Mousie looked almost feverish in her excitement, and Winnie and Bobsey exploded with merriment over the name of the mountain that would be one of our nearest neighbors. They dubbed the place "Schunemunks" at once.
The next instant the handsome, cheery face was looking in at the parlor door and the boisterous "vacation" voice was greeting her with, "Well, Miss Mousie! How about the tumble down now?" But her eyes saw nothing excepting the mysterious, flat, round parcel in his hand. "Oh, Hollis, I'm so glad!" she exclaimed, raising herself upon one elbow.
I wish you to promise me never to look at such pictures again, or you can never hope to grow up to be a lady like mamma." The child flushed deeply, and went tearful and penitent to bed. Mousie also retired with a wistful look upon her face, for she saw that something of grave importance occupied my mind.
Now Bobsey had a little wagon, and, having finished his morning stint of work, he, with Mousie and Winnie, started off to the nearest butternut-tree; and during the remainder of the day, with the exception of the time devoted to lessons, loads came often to the shed, against which I had left a ladder. By night they had at least one of the million bushels spread and drying.
A few minutes later, some of the neighbors were much surprised to see Bagley and myself going up the road together. My wife, Merton, and tender-hearted Mousie were at the head of the lane watching for me. Reassured, as we approached, they returned wonderingly to the house, and met us at the door. "This is Mrs. Durham," I said. "My dear, please give Mr.
"Mousie shall try his teeth on tins." ... There was tea and coffee in abundance, jars of jam filled the kitchen shelves, and if this morning she laid in a moderate supply of dried fruits, there was no reason to face the future with anything but fortitude. She would see about that now, for, busy though she was, she could not miss the shopping-parade.
Evan Roberts joined us in our walk. Oh, little mousie, how quiet you were! "Well, many things have since transpired. We are old married women, you, and Ruth, and Eurie and I. I suppose the contrast in our lives, the outward portion of them, I mean, is still as strongly marked, perhaps more so, than it was when we were in Chautauqua together.
Of course he could not see the piggy boys, and he was much surprised. "But I know they're hiding somewhere!" he growled. And it all happened just as the mousie girl said. The alligator man peeked in nearly all the corn shocks, but he didn't happen to look in the one where Curly and Flop were hiding.
And thou poor mousie art turned out into the cold, bleak, winter weather! "But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In providing foresight may be vain; Gang aft agley,* An' lea'e us nought but grief and pain For promised joy." *Go often wrong. It goes to his heart to destroy the early daisies with the plow
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