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Inside there were all kinds of fruit and vegetables, but gooseberry bushes and the strawberries had nothing but green gooseberries and white strawberries to show, to Olly's great disappointment. "Why aren't the strawberries red, mother?" he asked in a discontented voice, as if it must be somebody's fault that they weren't red. "Ours at home were ripe."
Won't it be wet to-morrow, Nana? and oh, what is that roaring over there?" "That's the beck," said nurse, who was brushing Olly's hair, and trying hard to make him stand still for two minutes. "The beck! why, what's the matter with it?" "It's the rain has made it so full I suppose," said nurse. "To-morrow, gardener says, it'll be over the lawn if the rain goes on."
Norton putting his hand over Olly's mouth, "you'll tell in another minute, and then there'll be no fun to-morrow." So Olly with great difficulty kept quiet, and began eating up his pudding very fast, as if that was the only way of keeping his little tongue out of mischief. "Father," he said after dinner, "do take Milly out for a walk, and mother shall take me. Then I can't tell, you know."
Don't you know about old Mother Quiverquake, who lives in the bogs? Oh, I can tell you splendid stories about her some day. But now catch hold of my hand, and keep your little legs away from my dress, and we'll soon make a proper boy of you again." And then Aunt Emma took one of Milly's hands and one of Olly's, and up they went to the house.
But Aunt Emma and father and mother laughed a good deal at Olly's story, and Aunt Emma said it would do very well for such a small boy. Whose turn was it next? "Father's turn! father's turn!" cried the children, in great glee, looking round for him; but while Olly's story had been going on, Mr.
There was a great deal of hatred for the sin, and not overmuch love for the sinner, in her face, as she looked down at him. "If you dare touch that bird again, Olly, I'll find a punishment for you that you will not soon forget, do you hear?" A hidden thought of revenge for the spoiled sport came into Olly's mind.
Presently, when the others were all quietly enjoying their bun-loaf, Olly's shrill little voice was heard saying while he put two separate fingers on two out of the few currants in his piece: "This currant says to that currant, 'I'm here, where are you? You're so far off I can't see you nowhere." "Olly, be quiet," said Milly. "Well, but, Milly, I can't help it; it's so funny.
Upon careful examination it was found that their entire possessions consisted of two large clasp-knives; a sheath hunting-knife; flint, steel, and tinder; the captain's watch; a small axe; a large note-book, belonging to Paul; three pencils; bit of indiarubber; several fish-hooks; a long piece of twine, and three brass buttons, the property of Oliver, besides the manuscript Gospel of John, and Olly's treasured letter from his mother.
'Tis a weight upon a man to be looked up to as commander, and I often feel it." "I am sorry to stop the talk," said Mrs. Yeobright. "But I must be leaving you now. I was passing down the Anglebury Road, towards my niece's new home, who is returning tonight with her husband; and seeing the bonfire and hearing Olly's voice among the rest I came up here to learn what was going on.
"Take it easy, my boy," said Paul, who, being helpless, could only look on with intense pity. "Submit to God's will we will pray for you." But Olly's spirit could by no means reach the submitting point until he was fairly exhausted. While they dragged him towards the boat, Taylor turned back and flung a small canvas bag at the captain's feet.
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