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The traveller looked so stern, that Philemon was really almost frightened; the more so, that, at his frown, the twilight seemed suddenly to grow darker, and that, when he shook his head, there was a roll as of thunder in the air. But, in a moment afterwards, the stranger's face became so kindly and mild, that the old man quite forgot his terror.
I may be uncharitable, but I have always felt that Philemon cheated us out of our rightful share." "I should not be surprised. I never liked Squire Carter. He always seemed to me to be a selfish man." "He has certainly acted selfishly toward us." "Does he know of your poverty?" "Yes. Only two weeks since, in a fit of despair, I wrote to him for help. Here is his answer."
Not that Philemon fancied him a prince in disguise, or any character of that sort; but rather some exceedingly wise man, who went about the world in this poor garb, despising wealth and all worldly objects, and seeking everywhere to add a mite to his wisdom.
The morning we spent in reading from the Bible. Hubbard read Philemon aloud and told us the story. I read aloud from the Psalms. George, who received his religious training in a mission of the Anglican Church on James Bay, listened to our reading with reverent attention.
A moment more and like Philemon I should have gone to the grave, not to my recital, should have finished not my speech but my destiny, should have brought not my tale but my life to a close.
Husband and wife, no creatures sooner! perceive each other's metamorphoses, not Baucis and Philemon more surely, seldom like them before the transformation be complete. Are we in time to say the last adieu! I feel that I am I fear that I have long been,
"He proceeds to tell them, in full, of his escape from his master, after robbing him; of his meeting the Apostle at Rome; of his conversion; of his voluntary return to spend his days, if such be the will of God, as the servant of Philemon.
Robbins for the day, and her father was out in the apple orchard with Philemon Weaver, spraying the trees against the attacks of the gypsy moths. Leastwise, Philemon held to spraying, but Mr. Robbins was anxious to experiment with some of the newer methods advocated by the government.
"But I never did set any store at all by these here government chaps with their little satchels and tree doctor books. I'd just as soon walk up to an apple tree and hand it a blue pill or a shin plaster." Kit slid hastily down from the post as Mr. Hicks' black and white horse turned in from the road. "Hello," he called out, cheerily. "How be you, Jerry? Howdy, Philemon?
This is the world; would you and I were out of it: for, sure, we were not made to live in it. Do you remember Arme and the little house there? Shall we go thither? that's next to being out of the world. There we might live like Baucis and Philemon, grow old together in our little cottage, and for our charity to some shipwrecked strangers obtain the blessing of dying both at the same time.
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