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Marmion here has a nooning spread in the forest; ere we go on to Thirsk, where I have a matter to settle between two wrong-headed churls. How has it been with you, Jamie? you have added to your meine. 'Ah, Hal! never in all your cut-purse days did you fall on such an emprise as I have achieved.

She knew the probable course of the wolf-hunt. She had been on scores of them, galloped with Peter after the fleeing gray thing that swept along the ground like the nucleus of a whirling dust-devil. At least she was sure of the place of their nooning—a limpid stream that ran close to many young pine-trees.

Occasionally he lent a shoulder when the peaveys lacked of prying a stubborn log from its bed. Not once did he glance at the nooning sun. His patience was quiet and sure.

Hurrah! let's get at it agin!" "Mercy!" ejaculated the doctor, rising slowly, and turning round. "He'll be the death of us!" Falling to with our hoes again, we worked singly, or together, as occasion required, until "Nooning Time" came.

We nooned at Rosellae, thirty- three miles on, and slept at Vada, the port of Volaterrae, fifty-six miles further, a day of eighty miles. Next day we were, if anything, yet sorer and stiffer, certainly we were less frightened. So we took it easier, nooning at Pisa, thirty miles on, and sleeping at Luna, thirty-five further, a day of only sixty-five miles, rather too little for Imperial couriers.

It led in and out among the foot-hills slopping upward gradually toward the first long blue line of the Shoshones that stretched before them in the distance. Their nooning was at running stream called Smith's Creek, and by nightfall the party was well up in the higher foot hills.

But one day, while we were nooning about one hundred and fifty miles on the way, one of the boys shouted: "Here come the mules!" Presently Stewart's train came shambling up, and a joyful lot the "mule skinners" were at what they believed their victory. But it was a short-lived victory.

The poem was intended to consist of a series of stories told in "The Nooning," in which a party of young men, gathered in the noon spell in the bowl formed by the branches of a pollard willow, one of those which stood, and of which some still stand, by the river Charles, were to tell their personal experiences or legends drawn from the sections of New England from which they came.

Once a day at least it seemed to tire from its ceaseless flow and to take a nooning spell. This was when the tides from the ocean held back the waters of the river. Immediately in front of our landing lay a small island of a few acres, covered with heavy timber and driftwood. This has long since been washed away, and ships now pass over the place in safety.

"You can give us raspberries and milk to- night, and so you will be getting supper at the same time. Until the hay is ready to come in, I shall keep on hoeing in the garden, the weeds grow so rapidly. Tomorrow will be a regular fruit day all around, for there are two more cherry-trees that need picking." Our short nooning over, we all went to our several tasks.

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