United States or United States Minor Outlying Islands ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


There were rustic window boxes of birch, filled with nasturtiums and Wandering Jew. Inside the store there were two counters, one on either side as you entered, and these had been Mr. Peckham's contribution to the good cause. Several old hickory armchairs from Cousin Roxy's helped to give the interior an inviting appearance, and Sally put up little, thin scrim curtains at the windows.

She had hobbled Molly and the grey pony; now she ran for them. "Got that axle fixed, Mack?" she shouted over her shoulder. "Not for no rough traveling, I tell ye sure, Miss Frances!" complained the teamster. "That was a bad crack. Have to wait to fix it proper at Peckham's." Then he added, sotto voce: "If we get the blamed thing there at all." "Don't say that, man!" gasped Pratt Sanderson.

Detective Mooney, of the Second, detailed to make good District Attorney Peckham's boast that there had never been so little trouble with the foreign element since the administration of which he was an ornament came into office, saw Quong Lee emerge from his doorway in Doyers Street just before four o'clock the following Thursday and slip silently along under the shadow of the eaves toward Ah Fong's grocery and instantly sensed something peculiar in the Chink's walk.

Hush, Johnny hush and you may leave a card for me at Mr. Peckham's, Harley Street. My eye smarts horribly; that baby will gouge me one of these days." Mrs. Poole had succeeded in stilling the infant, and confessing that Johnny's fingers are extremely strong for his age but, adding that babies will catch at whatever is very bright and beautiful, such as gold and jewels and Mr.

That's what you did Arlo Weeks and I've got to clean up that room because of you." "Oh, Je-mi-ma!" gasped Junior, giggling no more now. "Is that how Miss Peckham's Sam-cat got hurt?" "What do you know about that?" demanded Janice quickly. "Miss Peckham's been all over the neighborhood talking about it. She found the cat with a broken leg. Got a veterinary. Put it in a plaster cast. Did you ever?"

Hiram was from one of the lean streaks in New Hampshire, and, not being overfed in Mr. Silas Peckham's kitchen, was somewhat wanting in stamina, as well as in stomach, for so doubtful an enterprise, as undertaking to carry out his employer's orders in the face of the Colonel's defiance. Just then Mr. Bernard and Abel came up together. "Here they be," said the Colonel. "Stan' beck, gentlemen!" Mr.

Miss Peckham's nature overflowed with tenderness toward animals, and it was regarding one of her pets she now called to Janice about. "You haven't seen him, have you, Janice? You haven't seen my Sam?" "Your Sam?" murmured Janice, rather non-plussed for the moment. "You don't mean the dog you bought of the butcher, do you, Miss Peckham?" "No, indeed. That's Cicero. But Sam, the cat.

"'It ought to make one very tender with the good ladies' little weaknesses, I said, self-reproachfully; and I walked home in a more peaceful state of mind. I forgave poor Miss Martha; also I was secretly satisfied that my father had found the merchant's conversation attractive. It seemed to give me some excuse for my breach of Miss Peckham's golden rule.

It is somewhat remarkable that in this matter Cardan was destined to suffer a disappointment similar to that which he himself brought upon his own father by refusing to qualify himself to become the commentator on Archbishop Peckham's Perspectiva.

"In Peckham's office; that is, I think I left it there." "Oh, well, he'll save it for you." "I don't know about that. Some visitor may carry it away." "Never mind, Mr. Bowen. You are rich enough to afford a new one." "It isn't the value of the article, Thompson," said his friend, in some emotion. "That umbrella was brought me from Paris by my son John, who died.