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Updated: May 23, 2025
"It has just come into my mind, sir, that we've forgot all about the couple that we was to have married yesterday!" 'The half-chawed victuals dropped from the pa'son's mouth as if he'd been shot. "Bless my soul," says he, "so we have! How very awkward!" "It is, sir; very. Perhaps we've ruined the 'ooman!" "Ah to be sure I remember! She ought to have been married before."
'Yes, replied the clerk, as the hour struck. 'The fact is, sir, he is a deppity, and apt to be rather wandering in his wits as regards time and such like, which hev stood in the way of the man's getting a benefit. But no doubt he'll come. 'The regular incumbent is away, then? 'He's gone for his bare pa'son's fortnight, that's all; and we was forced to put up with a weak-talented man or none.
"Mr Angel Clare he that is learning milking, and that plays the harp never says much to us. He is a pa'son's son, and is too much taken up wi' his own thoughts to notice girls. He is the dairyman's pupil learning farming in all its branches. He has learnt sheep-farming at another place, and he's now mastering dairy-work.... Yes, he is quite the gentleman-born.
You might so well call en Amen. So bein' hurried in mind, what wi' the cheeld kickin', an' the water tricklin' off the pa'son's forefinger, an' the sacred natur' of the deed, I cudn' think 'pon no name but my own; an' Zeb he was christened." "Deary me," commented Uncle Issy, "that's a very life-like history.
Why, it may be frosty in a day or two, and then the poor things mid not be able to leave the stable for weeks." "They may not, they may not, it is true. A merciful man is merciful to his beast," says the pa'son. "Hee, hee!" says the clerk, glancing sly into the pa'son's eye. "Ha, ha!" says the pa'son, a-glancing back into the clerk's.
The parcel was delivered by mistake at the pa'son's, and he wasn't at home; so his wife opened it, and went into hysterics when she read 'em, thinking her husband had turned heathen, and 'twould be the ruin of the children. But when he came he said he knew no more about 'em than she; and found they were this Mr. Fitzpier's property. So he wrote 'Beware! outside, and sent 'em on by the sexton."
A swift destruction soon shall seize On his unhappy race; And the next age his hated name Shall utterly deface." "I know the Psa'am I know the Psa'am!" said the leader hastily; "but I would as lief not sing it. 'Twasn't made for singing. We chose it once when the gipsy stole the pa'son's mare, thinking to please him, but pa'son were quite upset.
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