Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: April 30, 2025
She only said, "Let's come!" caught Cissy around the waist, pranced with her out into the veranda, and gasped, out of breath, "Where are we goin' first?" "Down Main Street," said Cissy promptly. "And let's stop at Markham's store. They've got some new things in from Sacramento," added Piney. "Country styles," returned Cissy, with a supercilious air. "No!
You know they had planned to come east the first of June anyway, and he wants to know whether you have one to spare along the river." "It's the gem of the whole collection," Kit announced proudly. "Do you remember, Piney, the place where Billie and I had our birch tepee long ago? He used to call it Turtle Cove. There's a dandy shore there, and canoeing on the lake above the Falls.
Between this precipice and the shores of the ocean, stood the little tavern we have before spoken of, from which the negroes of Piney Point were now bringing up a huge iron pot wherein to cook the chowder, which would be nothing if not culminated in the open air, over a fire of sticks, and eaten beneath the hemlock trees.
"Well, Piney, son," Steering invaded the rush of his own thoughts ruthlessly, "I expect I ought to be toddling. Going to ride part of the way with me? I think we shall fall in with Uncle Bernique up-stream a mile or so." "Why, yes," assented Piney, rising; he made a keen calculation of the time by the sun, as he got to his feet; "I'll go a-ways with you.
He put the book back upon his stomach, and there was a long silence in the woods, broken by a distant reverberation, short, sharp, suggestive. Piney jumped, like the highly strung, alert young animal that he was. "Whut wuz it, Mist' Steerin'?" "Uncle Bernique's blasts, Piney. He's on the trail." The silence remained unbroken for another long period.
My effect upon him was very pleasing to me, and I ventured still more grandly: "Pleasant day, Piney." Then he found his voice, "Ma-ma come quick!" he shrieked. "Davy Malcolm's runnin' away with a lady!" This announcement brought Mrs. Savercool from the house, and in a few bounds she was before us, checking our further advance with a wide-spread apron.
Honest, Racey, you'd oughta be more careful how you mix yore drinks." "Don't try to be a bigger jack than you are," Racey adjured him in a tone that he strove to make contemptuous. "You think yo're awful funny just too awful funny, don't you? I'm askin' you, you fish-faced ape, whose hoss this is I got here?" "Don't you know?" grinned Piney, elevating both eyebrows.
I never in my life before slept with a cat in the room, but I felt as though it would be the height of rudeness to chuck her off the bed! And I haven't slept as soundly, since I've been sick, as I did in that little room. I think it was the piney smell about everything. Miss Jerry wakened me at an unearthly hour by throwing a rose through my window. It hit me square in the nose.
Colonel Fetterman moved out rapidly to the right of the wood road, for the purpose, no doubt, of cutting off the retreat of the Indians then attacking the train. As he advanced across the Piney, a few Indians appeared in his front and on his flanks, and continued flitting about him, beyond rifle range, till they disappeared beyond Lodge Trail Ridge.
The flowers that graced the small table on this day were brought by the distinguished visitor, who came from a stroll in the "piney" woods. The girls, apprehensive of their success in preparing the dinner for one with so cultured a palate, felt visibly relieved on the disappearance of the roast, the vegetables, and the dessert.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking