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Burton saw her husband fairly on his way, and then she returned to the dining-room, led Toddie into the parlor, took him upon her lap, wound her arms tenderly about him, and said: "Now, Toddie, dear, listen carefully to what Aunt Alice tells you. There are some reasons why you boys should not go with us to-day, and Aunt Alice means just what she says when she tells you you can't go with us.
Burton was looking a trifle thoughtful, and her husband was as unreasonable as newly-made husbands are sure to be, when Mrs. Burton exclaimed: "Some one has been picking the grapes off in the most shameful manner. Boys!" "Ain't from no Rommerys an' Crewnes," said Toddie. "Theysh from me an' Budge, an' we dzust tasted 'em to see if they'd got sour in the night."
"When it thundered yesterday it was because the Lord was riding along through the sky and the wheels of his carriage made an awful noise, an' that was the thunder." "Don't like nashty old 'funder," remarked Toddie. "It goesh into our cellar an' makesh all ze milk sour Maggie said so. An' so I can't hazh no nice white tea for my brepspup."
There was an indignation meeting at his house. He is supposed to look after the day-boys' interests, but no one thought he would least of all the people who gave him the post. The speeches were most eloquent. They argued that the school was founded for day-boys, and that it's intolerable to handicap them. One poor lady cried, 'Here's my Harold in the school, and my Toddie coming on.
"Budgie tried to eat my candy," complained Toddie. "I didn't," said Budge. "What DID you do?" I demanded. "I didn't bite it at all I only wanted to see how it would feel between my teeth that's all."
I both hoped and feared I might, and I could not, endure the thought of appearing before her with the causes of my pleasant REMEMBRANCE. Budge protested and Toddie wept, but I remained firm, although I was so willing to gratify their reasonable desires that I took them out for a long ante-service walk.
And Toddie wriggled, twisted, breathed heavily, threw his head back, and prayed: "Dee Lord, don't let dat old goat fro me into de gutter on my head aden, an' let Ocken Hawwy an' ze pitty lady be dere netst time I dest hurted."
"That was 'cause he was so smart that He could do just what He wanted to, an' be just where he liked," said Budge, "an' He was a little boy, an' little boys always like stables better than houses I wish I could live in a stable always an' for ever." "So do I," said Toddie, "an' sleep in mangers, 'cauzh then the horses would kick anybody that made me put on clean clothezh when I didn't want to.
"P. P. S. WOULD it annoy you to move into the best guest-chamber? I can't bear to sleep where I can't have THEM within reach." Friday morning they intended to arrive, blessings on their thoughtful hearts! and THIS was Friday. I hurried into the boys' room, and shouted: "Toddie! Budge! who do you think is coming to see you this morning?" "Who?" asked Budge. "Organ-grinder?" queried Toddie.
"The dust gets inside the watch and spoils it," I explained. "Want to shee the wheels go wound," said Toddie, once more. "I tell you I can't, Toddie," said I, with considerable asperity. "Dust spoils watches." The innocent gray eyes looked up wonderingly, the dirty, but pretty lips parted slightly, and Toddie murmured: "Want to shee the wheels go wound."
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