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Van Buren to Lucy; "for it was your grandmother's plate, and her name was Lucy, and she would be glad, were she living, to have you delight in a legend like that. It is good to think that a loving Spirit hovers over us when evil draws near us I like the parable of the plate. I thank you for the story, Sky-High. Your country has good stories."
"That heaven it is beautiful, mistress," said little Sky-High. In his own country, it had been pleasant music to hear the "prayer-wheels" go round in the temples, whirling the paper prayers fastened upon them, but the pleasure he felt at this moment was different. "I will help many, mistress," he said.
When the cat begins to frisk its tail, we know there has come a company of evil spirits. The little cat's tail this morning went snap-snap!" "Oh, Sky-High! there are no evil spirits in this blooming garden," said his mistress. "The little white cat is possessed by a playful spirit, perhaps. What is that strange figure in black on the red paper flag over the door?" "That is the wan, mistress."
A old Eyetalian wop used to come ’round town selling them. He had a stick with about a hundred little balloons tied to it red, blue, green, yellow all kinds and colours. Whenever I had the price I bought one." "Did it fly?" "Yes. The gas in it wasn’t much good unless you got a fresh one." "Would it fly high?" "Sure. Sky-high. I’ve seen ’em go clean out of sight when you got a fresh one."
"Wal," said he, turning up his nose sky-high, "dis child never seen such a mixallaneous biling 'o darkies as this yar; why darned ef there ain't every colour in the rainbow, from the ace of spades, down to the fine dissolving views."
When the Swedish captain came on board, while the spray was flying sky-high over them, could he truly be said to be taken 'on board'? 'Here's a pretty thing to come in full of water! said the captain. 'Well, replied Roberts, 'we've been in it all night, and you won't have to wait long.
Van Buren's chair, still bowing and bowing, and there he remained in an attentive bent attitude. The kitten leaped up from Mr. Van Buren's knee, then jumped down, plainly with an intention to play with the tempting pigtail but Lucy sprang and captured the snowy little creature. "So you are Sky-High?" said Mr. Van Buren. "Well, a right neat and smart-looking boy you are!"
"To their ancestors! With them they live among the lotus blooms." "We will excuse you now," said Mr. Van Buren to Sky-High. "You have answered intelligently, according to your knowledge." The kitchen-boy bowed himself out without turning his back towards any one, describing many glittering angles, and waving his fan. He looked like something vanishing, a bit of fireworks going out.
As he reached the stair, the little white cat sprang from Lucy's arms, and skipped swiftly after the curious inmate of the kitchen. The long, swinging braid was a temptation. The last glimpse Charles and Lucy had was of an embroidered sleeve as Sky-High reached backward and caught the kitten to his shoulder, and bound her fast with his queue. Charlie clapped his hands.
And he that has official entree may learn, by mounting dusky stairs, half-ladder and half-stair, and by passing through low-ceilinged chambers freighted with many barrels, to the sanctums of the fish lords, what's doing in the foreign herring way, and get the current market quotations, at present sky-high, and hear that the American shore mackerel catch is very fine stock.
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