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Ponto was in the garden too, and as limp as her daughters; in a faded bandeau of hair, in a battered bonnet, in a holland pinafore, in pattens, on a broken chair, snipping leaves off a vine. Mrs. Ponto measures many yards about in an evening. Ye heavens! what a guy she is in that skeleton morning-costume! Besides Stripes, they keep a boy called Thomas or Tummus.
'It must be all happiness here, Ponto, said I, flinging myself down into the snug BERGERE, and inhaling such a delicious draught of country air as all the MILLEFLEURS of Mr. Atkinson's shop cannot impart to any the most expensive pocket-handkerchief. 'Nice place, isn't it? said Ponto. 'Quiet and unpretending. I like everything quiet. You've not brought your valet with you?
Mozart's next four operas were, for the most part, hastily written 'Mitridate, Re di Ponto' and 'Lucio Silla' for Milan, "La Finta Giardiniera' for Munich, and 'Il Re Pastore' for Salzburg. They adhere pretty closely to the conventional forms of the day, and, in spite of the beauty of many of the airs, can scarcely be said to contain much evidence of Mozart's incomparable genius.
He may take to politics as a DELASSEMENT, and be Prime Minister after Lord George Bentinck. My young friend Wellesley Ponto is a gaunt and bony youth, with a pale face profusely blotched. From his continually pulling something on his chin, I am led to fancy that he believes he has what is called an Imperial growing there. That is not the only tuft that is hunted in the family, by the way.
He was a colored man, stretched out on his back, sound asleep. "Well, I wonder if they do anything else in this country but sleep?" asked Jerry. "Why that's Ponto, Mr. Seabury's negro helper," said Ned. "Hello, Ponto. All aboard the Wanderer!" "What's dat? Who done call me?" and the colored man sat up suddenly, rubbing his eyes. "Who says Wanderer? Why dat boat "
But how shall I forget the solemn splendour of a second course, which was served up in great state by Stripes in a silver dish and cove; a napkin round his dirty thumbs; and consisted of a landrail, not much bigger than a corpulent sparrow. 'My love, will you take any game? says Ponto, with prodigious gravity; and stuck his fork into that little mouthful of an island in the silver sea.
Ponto told me; and that very morning, the Castlehaggards sent an excuse, as her ladyship had a return of the quinsy. Between ourselves, Lady Castlehaggard's quinsy always comes on when there is dinner at the Evergreens. If the keeping of polite company could make a woman happy, surely my kind hostess Mrs. Ponto was on that day a happy woman. Mrs. P. had her heart's desire.
Ponto have those Carabas pheasants done any harm to your wheat? a-hum a-ha a-haw! and all this while he was making the most ferocious and desperate signals to his youthful heir.
As for me, you know I'm an early man, and in my farm every morning at five no, no laziness for ME. The facts are these. Ponto goes to sleep directly after dinner on entering the drawing-room, and wakes up when the ladies leave off practice at ten. From seven till ten, from ten till five, is a very fair allowance of slumber for a man who says he's NOT a lazy man.
I was so anxious to know if she was at rest, that her father went upstairs to look at her. I followed him and saw Ponto watching on the mat outside her door. Did this indicate a wise distrust of the Cur? "A guardian I can trust, sir," the old man whispered, "while I'm at the mill." He looked into Cristel's room, and permitted me to look over his shoulder. My poor darling was peacefully asleep.
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