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Updated: May 21, 2025
There was the strange pond in the Green Forest, and there was the dam of logs and sticks and mud which had made the strange pond, but look as they would, Billy Mink and Little Joe Otter and Jerry Muskrat and Grandfather Frog and Spotty the Turtle could see nothing of the one who had built the dam. It was very queer. The more they thought about it, the queerer it seemed.
My friend here who is spilling the water all over the machine and the small boy, once owned a horse, it kicked over the dash-board, missed his mother-in-law and hit him; horse's intention good, but aim bad, since then he has been prejudiced against horses; it goes by gasoline sometimes; that is not a boiler, it is the cooler on hot days we take turns sitting on it; explosions, electric spark, yes, it is queer; man at last stop made same bright remark; no danger from explosions if you are not too near, about a block away is safer; start by turning a crank; yes, that is queer, queerer than the other queer things; cylinder does get hot, but so do we all at times; we ought to have water jackets that is a joke that goes with the machine; yes, it is very fast, from fifty to seventy miles per ; 'per what? you say; well, that depends upon the roads, not at all, I assure you, no trouble to anticipate your inquiries by these answers it is so seldom one meets any one who is really interested you can order a machine by telegraph; any more information you would like?
Perhaps in all the music of Immer Lake there is nothing queerer than the Silly Song of Father Loon: "Oh-a-lee´! Cleo´-p´´-a-rit´, cleo´-pe´´-a-rit´, cleo´-per´´-wer-wer! Oh-a-lee´! Cleo´-p´´-a-rit´, cleo´-pe´´-a-rit´, cleo´-pe´´-wer-wer!" Such were the songs the two Olairs heard often and again, while they were growing up; and they must have added much to the interest of their first summer.
I'll make a stab where I am. "Well, sir, it sounds queer to tell it, and it seems queerer still to think of the doing of it, but I hadn't dug two feet before I come to bed rock, and there was some heavy black chunks. "'Aggy, says I, 'what's these things? throwing one over to him. He caught it and Stared at it. "'Where did you get that? says he, in almost a whisper.
"That's a hard question to answer, for a queerer assortment of creatures I never yet beheld," replied the nome. "However, such a collection of curiosities may prove dangerous. There's a copper man, worked by machinery " "Bah! that's only Tik-Tok," said Ruggedo. "I'm not afraid of him. Why, only the other day I met the fellow and threw him down a well."
Now wasn't that a queer thing, children, queerer than all the fairy stories you have read? for this story is quite true, you must know! It was an exceptionally fine Sunday, and as father had come down to spend the week-end, mother and the children were in the seventh heaven of joy.
The wood-carving of the chapel, which must have been of the fourteenth century or earlier, was delightfully grotesque, and all the queerer for its contrast with the Protestant, the Calvinistic, whitewash which one of our fellow-boarders found here in the chapel and elsewhere in the castle un peu vulgaire as if he were a Boston man.
'Ah, my dear Lawford, when you are my age, she called back to him, groping her way into the rather musty gloom, 'you'll dream such dreams for yourself. Life's not what's just the fashion. And there are queerer things to be seen and heard just quietly in one's solitude than this busy life gives us time to discover.
Surely no man ever wrote a queerer letter to a nephew coming on a visit to him. It dwelt on the length of the journey and the remoteness of the place. I was to be discouraged in every sentence. I was to carry his affectionate regards to the family in America and say that he was in health. It stood out plainly that I was not wanted.
"He must be a fine fellow by this time," said Fairway. "He is a man now," she replied quietly. "'Tis very lonesome for 'ee in the heth tonight, mis'ess," said Christian, coming from the seclusion he had hitherto maintained. "Mind you don't get lost. Egdon Heth is a bad place to get lost in, and the winds do huffle queerer tonight than ever I heard 'em afore.
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