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The woman in faded clothes was quite nigh, and immediately running to Pip, helped him up, saying, in a pitying, motherly way, "You poor little fellow!" "She has a pleasant face," thought Charlie. "Who is it?" He asked Simes Badger, who came down the lane. "That? that is Jane." "Who is Jane?" "Tim Tyler's sister." "Old Tim's?" "Yes, and young Tim's mother." "Where does she live?"
The light at Simes Badger's lighthouse was still blazing, but far away above the dark, angry sea, there was a faint glow in the heavens. "Good!" thought Wort. "Father's vessel hasn't broke loose, for there is the light-house where it was yesterday, and that's morning over there. She's coming!" He turned toward the town.
"Where is the fire, Simes?" the bell-ringer was asked as the engine rattled toward the church-door. "Miss Persnips!" Simes meant not the place of the fire, but the source of the information. "Miss Persnips's house is afire!" shouted the engine-men. It was enough.
"They ought to stop this side of any drop at all," stoutly affirmed the young member of Mr. Walton's temperance society. "Pre pre haps so," replied Simes. Aunt Stanshy, as she looked down upon the sitting-room table, saw Charlie's curly head bending over pen, ink, and card-board. He had cut the card-board into strips three inches long and two inches wide. "What have you there?"
Overhead there was a mass of gray cloud halting directly above the town, and looking too lazy ever to stir again. "Storm comin'!" declared Simes Badger to all his cronies at Silas Trefethen's store. "Wind is sou' already."
Tilton and Will Somers kept their word faithfully, and society recognized the fact and liberally patronized the doctor's store, afterward. "Got a new 'pothecary in our town," said Simes Badger. "At any rate, he's good as new, and new things draw. A 'pothecary can do amazin' sight of harm if he aint jest the right sort of man in his business."
"When you see a man shoving a lighted pipe into sich a place." said Simes Badger to the gossippy circle at Silas Trefethen's store that night, "send in a bucket of water after him." "What for? to put out the fire, or to wash him?" asked a hearer. "Both," said Simes, "one to protect the place and the other to purify him."
If I wasn't too old would try to learn it yet by jimminey, doesn't it say nice things though?" The forms being filled in and payments being made Mr. Spriggins reluctantly arose to depart, but another glance at the motto and he broke forth afresh. "It's just the thing that old Parson Simes was speakin' of last Sunday gracious me who'd a thought there was so much religion in the insurance business.
She was a tall, resolute woman, so tall that Simes Badger told Charlie that when he wanted to put colors on a flag-staff, he needn't go out of the house. That made Charlie mad. Aunt Stanshy had sharp, black eyes, and spectacles made them look all the sharper. As Charlie said, "Aunt Stanshy's eyes sometimes look as if they had snappin' crackers in 'em."
Fire!" screamed a female voice, one afternoon. The screamer was Miss Persnips. "Where, where?" shouted Simes Badger. "O, there, there! I know it must be," was the answer. That was all Simes wanted, and especially as Mr. Walton was holding a service at St. John's. If Simes could excite a neighborhood, and also create a sensation in church, he was happy.
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