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Updated: May 25, 2025


The Father wint out walkin' to the other side of the thracks to see the Widow McCabe's Jacky about servin' Mass on week days. Roberts comes along with his snarlin' little pup, and the imp bit at Rover's heels. Rover med wan bite at him, and he ran off yelpin'. 'I'll shoot that big brute some day, sez Roberts to the Father. 'Don't do that, Mr. Roberts, he sez, quiet-like.

"I ain't used to talkin' politics with a girl," he admitted; "but seein' as you're the editor of this paper a daily, by Jupe! you've probably got a head on you and understand that a man don't get into office for his health. There's a lot of bother in servin' your country, and a man oughter be well paid for it.

Mrs. Spruce drew a long breath, rolled up her eyes, and began: "Which the Misses Ittlethwaite is a county fam'ly, Miss, livin' some seven or eight miles from here as proud as proud, owin' to their forebears 'avin' sworn death on Magnum Chartus for servin' of King John an' Miss Ittlethwaite proper, she be gettin' on in years, but she's a great huntin' lady, an' come November is allus to be seen follerin' the 'ounds, stickin' to the saddle wonderful for 'er size an' time o' life, an' Miss Barbara, she doos a lot o' sick visitin', an' Bible readin', not 'ere, for our people won't stand it, an' Passon Walden ain't great on breakin' into private 'ouses without owners' consents for Bible readin', but she, she's 'Igh, an' tramps into Riversford near every day which the carrier's cart brings 'er 'ome to 'er own place they 'avin' given up a kerridge owin' to spekylation in railways, an' Miss Hagnes she works lovely with 'er needle, an' makes altar cloths an' vestis for Mr.

Fifteen years elapsed between the time of Piombo's arrival with his family in Paris and the following event, which would be scarcely intelligible to the reader without this narrative of the foregoing circumstances. Servin, one of our most distinguished artists, was the first to conceive of the idea of opening a studio for young girls who wished to take lessons in painting.

And, as Ma Wagor complained, the Brulé was becoming so settled "it would be havin' a Ladies Aid before long with the women servin' tea and carryin' callin' cards around." That would be no place for me. For a long time I sat gazing out of the window over the open spaces. What would this mean to the people whom I was to bring west?

"Are all those young ladies ill, or going to be married, or are their fathers on duty at court?" "They have left Monsieur Servin," replied Laure. "Why?" "On your account, Ginevra." "My account!" repeated the Corsican, springing up, with a threatening brow and her eyes flashing. "Oh! don't be angry, my kind Ginevra," cried Laure, in deep distress. "My mother insists on my leaving the studio.

She was humped and bedraggled, and her face looked white in the moonlight. "Nothing. Stake a fellow to a hot soup, won't you?" "Sure thing, Mag." He handed her a five-dollar gold piece. "Is it as bad as that? What's t' old man doin' these days?" "Servin' time," she answered, bitterly. "Oh, so he is!" replied Haney, hastily. "I'd forgotten.

Phoebe watched his tall figure pass over the river, and saw him silhouetted against dead silver of moonlit waters as he crossed the stepping-stones. Then she climbed for the gun again, hid it, and presently prepared for her father's return. "What butivul peace an quiet theer be in ministerin' to a gude faither," she thought, "as compared wi' servin' a stormy husband!"

I'm servin' notice right now that Dave and me have come to collect." Dave opened his eyes upon a world which danced hazily before him. He had a splitting headache. "Wha's the matter?" he asked. "You had a run-in with a bunch of sheep wranglers," Bob told him. "They're going to be plumb sorry they got gay." Presently Shorty returned. "That team's hooked up," he told the world at large.

It was recognized that a young woman who had taken lessons from Servin was capable of judging the paintings of the Musee conclusively, of making a striking portrait, copying an ancient master, or painting a genre picture. The artist thus sufficed for the educational needs of the aristocracy.

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