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Here the berries were of several sorts, and growing riper each day, and the bears in the timber above knew this, and came down punctually with the season, making variety in the otherwise even life of the prospectors. It was now August, and Lin sat on a wet hill making mud-pies for sixty days.
A rosy, tired child, rather the worse for mud-pies, and hanging reluctantly at the hand of its nonchalant nurse, brought a bit of the woman's emotion to the surface. She smiled radiantly at the lagging infant. The face revealed by the uplifted veil was of a type to accompany the youthful but womanly figure and the spirited tread.
I now took my stand alone, as the Aunt Woggles who ate mud-pies, I am afraid; but still it is something to have a separate existence. Is it? Diana's children are of a distinctly religious turn of mind. I think most children are, and what wonderful, curious thing their religion is! Looking back to my own childhood, I remember thinking, or rather knowing, that the Holy Ghost was a Shetland shawl.
"You are an uncle, I suppose." "I am constantly getting wires to that effect, but I am hanged if I have ever eaten mud-pies." "No, that is part of the profession," I said; "you see, I promised Betty." Mr. Dudley relapsed into silence. I had given him food for reflection. Here Betty appeared, "not to eat anything," she carefully explained.
If a body, during his old age, happened on him unexpectedly when he was catching flies, or making mud-pies, or sliding on a cellar door, he would immediately look wise, and rip out a maxim, and walk off with his nose in the air and his cap turned wrong side before, trying to appear absent-minded and eccentric. He was a hard lot.
It was this bright presence that filled the garden, as it did the summer, with light, and now leaves upon it that tender play of color and bloom which is called among the Alps the after-glow. NOOK FARM, HARTFORD, October, 1870 The love of dirt is among the earliest of passions, as it is the latest. Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.
"He can look anywhere, Budge, and he feels very unhappy when he sees little brothers angry with each other." "Well, I feel unhappy, too I wish there wasn't never no old rain, nor nothin'." "Then what would the plants and flowers do for a drink, and where would the rivers come from for you to go sailing on?" "An' wawtoo to mate mud-pies," added Toddie.
It was this bright presence that filled the garden, as it did the summer, with light, and now leaves upon it that tender play of color and bloom which is called among the Alps the after-glow. NOOK FARM, HARTFORD, October, 1870 The love of dirt is among the earliest of passions, as it is the latest. Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.
His father, who was devotedly attached to the little fellow, would ride over many a time to see him here, and the elder Rawdon's paternal heart glowed to see him rosy and dirty, shouting lustily, and happy in the making of mud-pies under the superintendence of the gardener's wife, his nurse.
Think you he is more dangerous than, say, friend Elliott?" "Mason Elliott? Oh, of course, he has been an admirer of Eunice since they made mud-pies together." "That's two, then," Embury laughed lightly. "And Jim Craft is three and Halliwell James is four and Guy Little " "Oh, don't include him, I beg of you!" cried Eunice; "he flats when he sings!"
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