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Wednesday, December 11. Today for the wives of Henry Green and Repetto, who have been working hard at the larder, we made up packets of grocery containing tea, sugar, sultanas, pepper, cheese, candles, and soap. Friday, December 13. Towards the end of school there was a cry of "Sail, ho!" The ship is thought to be another whaler.
Our bedrooms which are in the middle of the house and cut off by a passage from the south side are the two driest rooms. Graham and Repetto have been busy hauling up cases into the loft and opening others which looked damp; happily most of the stores are in tins. They have also been putting up the beds, which required some fixing.
For our amusement Graham tried to imitate it; standing erect, putting his head up and violently shaking it from side to side, with mouth wide open he tried to utter their "loha." Mrs. Repetto was just then drinking a cup of tea and was very nearly choked. Tuesday, September 24. Little Lizzie Rogers is staying with us.
Friday, June 29. We shall feel relieved when we get our letters off, but at this time of year few ships are to be seen. Mrs. Repetto came in pouring rain for some of the much-famed glycerine for her baby who is ill. I gave her also camphorated oil to rub on its chest. Wednesday, July 4.
"Goin' to start any rough stuff?" inquired Mr. Jarvis casually. "The cigars are on the table," said Psmith hospitably. "Draw up your chairs, and let's all be jolly. I will open the proceedings with a song." In a rich baritone, with his eyeglass fixed the while on Mr. Repetto, he proceeded to relieve himself of the first verse of "I only know I love thee."
We had a gale last Wednesday. It was with some difficulty we got to the women's meeting which had been postponed the day before on account of the weather; we had to go by a circuitous route. Only three women came, and I was debating whether to have the meeting when I missed my spectacles. I felt sure they had been blown off by the wind. Mrs. Repetto and Mrs.
Alas! in the morning it turned out to be rather heavy. Repetto, who is very fond of reading, has lent us a short biography of Melanchthon, which we are reading aloud. In one of the Glasgow papers that came from the Loch Katrine there is a notice of De P 's sudden death in Paris. It is curious we should have learnt the news in this way.
"What's bin the rough house?" inquired one of the policemen, mildly interested. "Do you know a sportsman of the name of Repetto?" inquired Psmith. "Jack Repetto! Sure." "He belongs to the Three Points," said another intelligent officer, as one naming some fashionable club. "When next you see him," said Psmith, "I should be obliged if you would use your authority to make him buy me a new hat.
Repetto and Swain have managed the piping splendidly, and out of tins have made plates to place over the woodwork which the pipe passes through. An old bucket has been placed round the piping near the roof as an extra safeguard against fire. Our bedrooms have been whitewashed, and to-morrow we hope to move our things into them.
I made scones before breakfast and baked them on tins over an open fire, baking my face at the same time. I was at school for two hours, and then sat down to machine till dinner-time. At three o'clock I took the women's meeting, where we finished the twenty-third Psalm. It was blowing and raining hard when we came home. We found Repetto repairing for us a pair of bellows that had belonged to Mr.
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