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Rossitur's business affairs in Michigan, through all which matters poor Fleda had to run the gauntlet of questions, interspersed with gracious speeches which she could bear even less well. She was extremely glad to reach the cars, and take refuge in seeming sleep from the mongrel attentions, which, if for the most part prompted by admiration, owned so large a share of curiosity.
It was well for them that they had her within doors to keep things, as she called it, "right and tight;" for abroad the only system in vogue was one of fluctuation and uncertainty. Mr. Rossitur's Irishman, Donohan, staid his year out, doing as little good, and as much, at least, negative harm, as he well could; and then went, leaving them a good deal poorer than he found them. Dr.
Rossitur's knowledge; also every foreign Signor and Madame that came into the house to teach them spoke with enthusiasm of the apt minds and flexible tongues that honoured their instructions. In private and in public, the gentle, docile, and affectionate children answered every wish, both of taste and judgment.
Whatever I have set my hand to do, I have done it as well as I knew how to; and if you follow that rule out you'll not be idle nor humdrum neither. Many's the time that I have mowed what would be a day's work for another man, before breakfast." Rossitur's smile was not meant to be seen. But Mr.
It is he that has made my life in this world happy only he and I have nothing to look to but him in the world I am going to. But what will you do in the hour of death, as I am, if he isn't your friend, father?" Mr. Rossitur's frame swayed like a tree that one sees shaken by a distant wind, but he said nothing.
The temper of the head of the family suffered in at least equal degree. From the first of Barby's coming, poor Fleda had done her utmost to prevent the want of Mons. Emile from being felt. Mr. Rossitur's table was always set by her careful hand, and all the delicacies that came upon it were, unknown to him, of her providing even the bread. One day, at breakfast, Mr.
The temper of the head of the family suffered in at least equal degree. From the first of Barby's coming poor Fleda had done her utmost to prevent the want of Mons. Emile from being felt. Mr. Rossitur's table was always set by her careful hand, and all the delicacies that came upon it were, unknown to him, of her providing. Even the bread. One day at breakfast Mr.
Nobody moved or spoke at first, when the man was gone, except Miss Cynthia, who as she was taking something from the table to the pantry remarked, probably for Mr. Rossitur's benefit, that "Mr. Ringgan had to have that man punished for something he did a few years ago when he was justice of the peace, and she guessed likely that was the reason he had a grudge agin him ever since."
Cherished as little Fleda dearly was, her mind kept company with no one but herself, and Hugh. As to externals, music was uncommonly loved by both the children, and by both cultivated with great success. So much came under Mrs. Rossitur's knowledge.
"You can, dear mother," said he, kissing her with exceeding tenderness of expression "my Saviour will be yours and take you there. Say you will give yourself to Christ dear mother! sweet mother! promise me I shall see you again!" Mrs. Rossitur's weeping it was difficult to hear.
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