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At length she made such progress that she could read the stories herself alone, the first time, with very little trouble. Thus things went on in a very pleasant and prosperous manner, and this was the condition of Mary Erskine and of her affairs, at the time when Malleville and Phonny went to pay her their visit, as described in the first chapter of this volume.
Phonny and Madeline were quite desirous of going a little farther, but Beechnut thought that he should be tired by the time he reached the house again. "But you will not have time to finish the story," said Phonny. "Yes," replied Beechnut; "there is very little more to tell. It is only to give an account of our shipwreck." "Why, did you have a shipwreck?" exclaimed Phonny. "Yes," said Beechnut.
"Then you were not wrecked at all?" said Phonny. "No," replied Beechnut. "And how did you get to the land?" asked Phonny. "Why, we sailed quietly up the St. Lawrence," replied Beechnut, "and landed safely at Quebec, as other vessels do." "And the clock-weights?" asked Phonny. "All embellishment," said Beechnut. "My father had no such clock, in point of fact.
So if you have only learned the lesson, you have learned it very easily, and so I am glad." "No, it was not light," said Phonny. "It was very heavy. What makes you think it was light?" "By your walking," replied Beechnut. "I have known some boys that when they took their lesson in keeping out of the way of horses' forefeet, could not stand for a week after it.
One day Beechnut, who had been ill, was taken by Phonny and Madeline for a drive. When Phonny and Madeline found themselves riding quietly along in the waggon in Beechnut's company, the first thought which occurred to them, after the interest and excitement awakened by the setting out had passed in some measure away, was that they would ask him to tell them a story.
In this case they would certainly be destroyed, for if they were not drowned, they would be dashed to pieces on the rocks which lined the shore. "Sliding down the line seemed thus a very dangerous attempt, but they consented one after another to make the trial, and thus we all escaped safe to land." "And did you get the clock-weights safe to the shore?" asked Phonny.
The bunch was only a little tuft of twigs growing out together. Phonny then began to shout out for Malleville to wait for him. "Mal le ville! Mal le ville!" said he. "Wait a minute for me. I am coming down." He did not like to be left there all alone, in the gloomy and solitary forest. So he made all the haste possible in descending.
When Phonny got pretty near to the horse, he began to walk up slowly towards him, putting out his hand as if to take hold of the bridle and saying, "Whoa Dobbin, whoa." The horse raised his head a little from the grass, shook it very expressively at Phonny, walked on a few steps, and then began to feed upon the grass as before.
It happened, too, that when we were nearest to the iceberg it lay toward the west, and, of course, toward the cloud, and it appeared directly under the rainbow, and the iceberg and the rainbow made a most magnificent spectacle. The iceberg, which was very bright and dazzling in the evening sun, looked like an enormous diamond, with the rainbow for the setting." "How curious!" said Phonny.
"It is a great mountain of ice," replied Beechnut, "floating about in the sea on the top of the water. I don't know how it comes to be there." "I should not think it would float upon the top of the water," said Phonny. "All the ice that I ever saw in the water sinks into it." "It does not sink to the bottom," said Madeline.
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