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"But, Captain, it's dreadful to think of Christmas coming and Mary and I not friends," faltered Marjorie. "I can't give her a present, and I'd love to. I suppose she doesn't care to give me one. We've always exchanged gifts ever since we were little tots." "Perhaps everything will be all right by that time. If it isn't well, I have a plan but I'm not going to say a word about it yet.
This seemed so unnecessarily cruel, for Mrs. White must have heard every note, and she is still so wretchedly ill. The tiny baby has been taken from the house by the motherly wife of an officer, and the other tots four in all are being cared for by others.
When Alsie was recounting to him all the pretty things she had found in her stocking, he said, teasingly, "Now don't get into mine, too I'm going to wait until Uncle Dick and his little tots come before I take my allotted hour in the library." By ten o'clock Uncle Dick's family had arrived, and the big, stalwart son went into the sick-room to assist the pale, weak father into the library.
They asked Aunt Lu to go with them, but she said she had a headache, and wanted to lie down. "Don't go far away, children," called Mrs. Brown after the two tots, as they wandered down near the little stream. "We won't," promised Bunny, and he really meant it. But neither he nor Sue knew what was going to happen.
Jim was, so to say, free of the house, and got his daily number of tots of poisonous "dop" brandy measured out in the thick glass tumbler, the massive exterior of which was quite out of proportion to the comparatively limited interior space.
But, oh, there are such a lot of little tots!" and she looked about the room that seemed overflowing with small boys and girls. Some were playing and talking, telling of their summer experiences. Others seemed frightened, and stood against the wall bashfully, little girls holding to the hands of their little brothers. Nan looked for Freddie and Flossie.
On the platform were such of the trustees as could muster up the necessary courage old Peter MacRae, who had been a dominie in the Old Country, the young minister and his wife, and the schoolteacher from the "Sixteenth." First came the wee tots, who, in wide-eyed, serious innocence, went through their letters and their "ox" and "cat" combinations and permutations with great gusto and distinction.
That bacon must be gettin' pretty beastly." He was not angry, then. That was her first thought. And then again came that insane desire to laugh. After all, why was she crying? Tots apparently saw no cause for discomfiture. With an effort she controlled herself. "No; I'm not hungry," she said. "Won't you please settle this matter now?" "Only stop cryin'," said Tots. "You have? I say, what a fib!
When the little boy of the fisherman, Jean Tranchard, was not to be found playing with the other barelegged tots in the mud of the village alleys, or wandering alone on the marsh, often dangerously near the sweep of the incoming tide, one could be quite sure he was safe with Tanrade.
She received us very graciously, and easily, but after the compliments were over, she resumed her knitting." But the marriage was a failure in that there were no children. No doubt both wanted them, for Washington was fond of young people and many anecdotes are handed down of his interest in little tots.
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