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Updated: May 28, 2025
One by one a server put out the altar-lights, and as the last was extinguished the monks rose in their places, and walked out in procession, while the organ played a dirge as sad as the wind in a ruined window.
Tiresome kind of a job. But he has to say something. The priest closed his book and went off, followed by the server. Corny Kelleher opened the sidedoors and the gravediggers came in, hoisted the coffin again, carried it out and shoved it on their cart. Corny Kelleher gave one wreath to the boy and one to the brother-in-law. All followed them out of the sidedoors into the mild grey air.
So since thy birth I have continually Been occupied and aye to thy pleasoure, And sometime Server, Coppon, and Carvoure." In another poem he adds, upon the same subject, returning to the pleasant memory, the following happy description: "How, as a chapman bears his pack, I bore thy Grace upon my back, And sometime stridling on my neck, Dancing with many a bend and beck.
"'Walk quietly up the steps; ring the bell and lay your card on the servant," quoted Abner, who had never heard of a server. "'Lay your card on the servant!" echoed Ross. "Cady'd dodge. There's a porch to cross after you go up the steps does it say anything about that?" "It says that the card should be placed on the servant," Abner reiterated, doggedly.
"Would you prefer croissants or brioches or plain bread-and-butter? You might as well have what you like." "Thank you!" said Ste. Marie. "It doesn't matter. Anything. You are most kind. You are Hebe, Mademoiselle, server of feasts." The girl turned her head for a moment and looked at him with some surprise. "If I am not mistaken," she said, "Hebe served to gods."
"I admire you for being able to make time serve you instead of serving time like the rest of us," Mrs. Frostwinch said. "I shouldn't hear another call you a time server without taking up the cudgels to defend you," responded Edith. Mrs. Frostwinch smiled in reply to this. Then she turned again to Helen. "To tell the truth, Mrs.
The passing bell rang out from the church, and the old man, with his little server before him, came up the stair, and was received by Grisell, Thora, and one or two other servants on their knees. Ridley was not there. For even then, while the priest was crossing the hall, a party of spearmen, with a young knight at their head, rode to the gate and demanded entrance.
"'I don't know how you mean that, Andy, says I, 'but we have been friends too long for me to take offense at a taunt that you will regret when you cool off. I have yet, says I, 'to shake hands with a subpoena server. "One summer me and Andy decided to rest up a spell in a fine little town in the mountains of Kentucky called Grassdale.
At the lunch-counter desk Kate copied the messages on telegraph blanks, took them up to the operator and came downstairs to write the letter for her father. While she was doing this, the two o'clock Medicine Bend train pulled in. It was the big through train of the day, the train that Belle had said must bring the dreaded summons server from Medicine Bend, if he came that day at all.
For the last time the server removed the Missal, and brought it back to the right-hand side. The priest replaced the purificator, paten, and pall upon the chalice; once more pinched the two large folds of the veil together, and laid upon it the burse containing the corporal. His whole being was now one act of ardent thanksgiving.
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