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"Yes, we all like shad, even to the cat," said the irrepressible Georgie. "I found her with her nose in the basket the first thing." "Be quiet, sir!" said the father sternly, and Georgie obediently subsided, while Dexie could hardly repress a giggle. "Let me help you to another piece, Plaisted," said Mr. Sherwood. "What! not any more? It is not often we get such good shad in an inland town.
Dexie tried to persuade Gussie to join these readings, but with no success, for Gussie, like many others, "cared for none of these things." When Mr. Sherwood returned from New York, he was accompanied by a Mr. Plaisted, a gentleman of a speculative turn of mind, who had attached himself to Mr.
It was quite convenient to be an "invalid" when there was trouble below stairs, and it required more than a hint to make Plaisted see that he was transgressing all rules of hospitality. When Mr. Sherwood announced that the Straits were opened, and they would leave at once to catch the first boat, they were all willing to "speed the parting guest," even though he would take Mr.
Sherwood busy preparing for another trip to Prince Edward Island. Mr. Plaisted had arrived from New York a few weeks previously, and was to accompany him, though the departure of this gentleman would cause no regrets in the household, for his true nature had been revealed during his stay amongst them.
Halifax is the place for fine shad! In the season, when the catch is fair, you can get your pick for a song almost, but here, I expect, their scarcity makes them of more value." "Yes," replied Dexie, "they are rather dear, dear shad," and she looked intently at her plate, well knowing how Plaisted was glaring at her.
If it is cooked nice, isn't that enough?" "No, Gussie, not for this occasion; I'm afraid Mr. Plaisted will not be partial to shad, but if the rest of us seem to like it, of course he cannot refuse it." "Oh! all right. I'll not only praise the shad, but I'll make Mr. Plaisted think there is nothing I like better." Gussie hastened down to the parlor, where Mr.
The wounded oxen took fright and ran. A fierce fight ensued. Most of the soldiers retreated and regained the garrison. Lieutenant Plaisted, too proud to fly or to surrender, fought till he was literally hewn in pieces by the hatchets of the Indians. His two sons also, worthy of their father, fought till one was slain, and the other, covered with wounds of which he soon died, escaped.
Her plans were well laid, and she had even studied a book of statistics for his benefit. A few minutes before dinner was announced, while Gussie was adding a few touches to her toilet, Dexie came into her room, and, after a few general remarks, said: "Mr. Plaisted has come to dinner, has he not?" "Yes, papa sent him up. I hope you have something nice for dinner, Dexie."
Plaisted intended to remain in the town. "I leave the day after to-morrow," Plaisted replied. "I have an appointment in H on the fifteenth." "Oh, to-morrow is St. Valentine's day!" cried Gussie. "I really had forgotten it. You must send me a valentine to remember you by" this to Plaisted, who had seated himself beside her on the sofa.
Could she have been in the back parlor while we were talking?" "I believe she was!" Plaisted replied. "But the shad for dinner? Need you have added that? The valentine was punishment enough!" Another shout of laughter from Mr. Sherwood, and Gussie's perplexed looks gave place to an amused smile. "Dexie planned it herself! Ha! ha! ha! I see it all!" and Mr. Sherwood roared again.
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