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He takes a lot of skinning, that badger." "He's skinned this time all right," was Marchand's reply. "To-morrow'll be the biggest day Manitou's had since the Indian lifted his wigwam and the white man put down his store. Listen hear them! They're coming!" He raised a hand for silence, and a rumbling, ragged roar of voices could be heard without. "The crowd have gone the rounds," he continued.

"Well, but Johnny Mulcahy won't plough to-morrow because he's going to the Donovan child's funeral. Tommy Brien's just told me so, and he'll be drunk when he comes back, and to-morrow'll be the first day that Carnage and Trumpeter are going out " The youngest Miss Purcell paused, and uttered a loud sob.

He had quietly replied, "I hope, Will, you'll hear nothing as'll do any of you any harm, and I hope you wish me none, as I'm sure I don't wish any harm to you. I mustn't tarry now, for our Betty's off; and I've much to do at home, for to-morrow'll be a busy day for me."

You'd set the chimney on fire. Let's do the thing comfortably. Clarence can't grudge us the stuff. We've done him a bit of good this trip. To-morrow'll be the maddest, merriest day of Clarence's glad New Year. On we go."

"Lucy, to-morrow'll be the biggest day Bostil's Ford ever seen," he said. "It sure will be, Dad. The biggest SURPRISING day the Ford ever had," replied Lucy. "Surprisin'?" "Yes, Dad." "Who's goin' to get surprised?" "Everybody." Bostil said to himself that he had been used to Lucy's banter, but during his moody spell of days past he had forgotten how to take her or else she was different.

Is to-day a fair sample of every day, you fellows?" "Lately, yes," replied Forrester. "To-morrow'll be a bell ringer too, from the looks of that portage. Need any help on those dishes, Jonas, before I go to bed?" "All done, thanks," answered Jonas. "Say, Mr. Milton, you know what I was thinking? Mary's no name for a sassy, gritty boat like ours. Let me give her a good name."

Ah, there's only one thing they can think! To-morrow'll be the beginning of the world to me. To-morrow! To-morrow! Aunt Frank has sent out cards for an "At Home." And it's to-morrow! Oh, I'm glad I came here! I revel in the new home. I like the house; it looks so big and solid. I like my cousins quiet little creatures.

The children, looking wistfully at him a moment, turned toward the house, wondering among themselves, "what father meant to do about it." Hedden asked his wife whether Tom Hennessy was back from "up river" yet? "I think he came home yesterday," returned his wife. "Why do you ask?" "Because I thought, as to-morrow'll be a holiday, I'd get him to take the youngsters down the stream in the scow."

"Oh, mammy's pretty well," shouted Polly into the old lady's ear; "and to-morrow's her birthday!" "To-morrow'll be a bad day!" said grandma. "Oh, don't never say that. You mustn't borrow trouble, child." "I didn't," said Polly; "I mean it's her birthday, grandma!" this last so loud that grandma's cap-border vibrated perceptibly. "The land's sakes 'tis!" cried Mrs.

I knew well enough that his anxiety had been on my account, but it was so unnecessary! "The child bears up wonderfully," cried my Aunt, before I could answer; "but to-morrow'll tell the story; to-morrow she'll feel the strain." Then they all broke out talking at once. John drew a big chair for me to the fire, and there was such an ado, adjusting lights and fending me with screens. "You are well?"