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With the word in his mouth, he uplifted the axe, and laid about him so vigorously that the dust flew, the boards crashed, and in a twinkling the old woman had an apron full of broken rubbish. "We shall get our winter's wood cheap," quoth Tabitha.
"Perhaps he can't manage his feet; perhaps they just won't climb." 295 "Yes, or p'raps he just does n't want to climb any more; but it must be frightensome, sliding backwards." "I suppose it is." "Is it wicked?" "Why, yes, it is, generally; perhaps always." "Brother Nathan and Sister Hetty were backsliders; Sister Tabitha said so.
The player, who was Miss Tabitha Lark, continued without intermission to produce her wandering sounds, unconscious of any one's presence except that of the youthful blower at her side.
Will you read them very good-naturedly? If you will, I will get the paper that has "Aunt Tabitha." That is the one the fault-finder said produced such deep depression of feeling. It was written for the "Comic Department." Perhaps it will make you cry, but it was n't meant to.
Marie entered with the wraps before Aunt Tabby could reply and Jennings followed with the baggage. "Nonsense," continued Elaine gaily, as she put on her coat, and turned to bid Aunt Josephine good-bye. "Good-bye, Tabitha," said her real aunt. "Keep good care of my little girl." "That I will," returned the nurse. "We don't have all these troubles out in the country that you city folks have."
"But, sister," interposed Tabitha, her face alight, "you know you said that is, there are circumstances perhaps he would p-pay enough " Her voice stumbled over the hated word, then stopped, while her face burned scarlet. "Pay! no human mortal could pay for this house!" flashed Rachel indignantly.
Tabitha was not at heart an ill-natured puss; and when she saw Furry-Purry's imploring face, and listened to her eloquent appeal, she was moved with compassion. "'Rather than see you go to the dogs, said she, 'I will lend a paw to help you. But what can I do, you silly thing? "'Mrs. Velvetpaw, you have lived a long time in this neighborhood? "'All my life, Yellow Cat.
Why did you engage such a damned ass, eh?" Miss Tabitha preserved a prudent silence, seeing that the butler, a serious-looking personage with a resigned-to-ill-usage demeanour, was already engaged in assisting the hapless footman to remove the remains of the spilt condiment, from the offended gaze of his irate master.
Tabitha had worked herself into a perfect fever of anxiety; and her poor daughters, Minnie and Katty, were tired to death with their labour in carrying out their mother's injunctions. The dinner-hour was fixed for six o'clock. At half-past five Mrs.
Poor Tabitha had not the faintest idea what to say to this man, whose scarred face shocked and disconcerted her, and there was no one in the room to help her. "What's your name?" finally asked the hermit. "Tabitha Catt." "Pretty name!" He laughed mirthlessly and the girl shrank as if she had been struck. She had not expected him to make fun of her and was undecided whether to be hurt or angry.
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