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The old dame, who recognized the girl, was startled for it was nearly twelve o'clock, and in that part most people are in bed by nine. Swiftly and unhesitatingly the girl made her way to a rock far out on the sands, and close to the water. Up the rock she climbed, and sat herself down as though it had been noon on a fine summer's day.
I always play that I am in the 'high field corner' looking down at the meadows, and I can remember the first pages beautifully." Papa's eyes were already shut, and by the time Betty had said "All the live murmur of a summer's day" she found that he was fast asleep. She stole a glance at him now and then, and a little pang went through her heart as she saw that his hair was really growing gray.
Let me assure her that in the coldest season Nature never wants her ornaments full worth looking at. See here, for instance let us stop the old chaise, and get out a minute to look at this brook one of our last summer's pets. What is he doing this winter? Let us at least say, "How do you do?" to him.
There was no decision in words as to their plans, but Shenac knew they were to make a trial of the summer's work she and her brothers and she was content. There were but two rooms downstairs in the little log house, and the mother and Flora slept in the one in which they had been sitting.
I was hunting round in the big refrigerator with a candle, thinking maybe some little token of food had been left over from last summer's rush something in a can that time can not wither nor custom stale, as the poet says and away up on the top shelf, in the darkest corner, I found a little package." "Quick, Peters," cried Magee, "where is that package now?"
On this summer's afternoon she was clad from head to foot in soft, pale gray. Every movement of her young body, as she walked toward town, betokened health and elastic strength. Her long, easy gait precluded any idea of hurry; she noticed everything she passed, from a handsome house to a dirty child.
The worst thing of all was that every one in the house seemed so perfectly certain where his mother had gone to. And to heaven it certainly was not. But how could they be so sure about it? Peer had seen her only once, one summer's day when she had come out to see the place. She wore a light dress and a big straw hat, and he thought he had never seen anything so beautiful before.
And the great world roared on, and empires rose and fell, and dull echoes of the great throes without were heard in the peaceful English village, like distant thunder on a summer's afternoon, but still no change for him.
On that Sunday, the 15th of July, it certainly was not by their calmness and phlegm that one would have recognized these madly excited people as Norwegians. Was this unwonted excitement due solely to the interest excited by this drawing, or was it due, at least, in a measure, to the unusually high temperature of the summer's day? The drawing was to begin at three o'clock precisely.
Men who ought to be strong for their daily toil, women whose services were wanted for their households and their families, children whose young frames were unfitted to battle with it, were indiscriminately attacked. It was capricious as a summer's wind. In some dwellings it would be the strongest and bravest that were singled out; in some the weakest and most delicate. Jan was worked off his legs.
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