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He played base ball and looked after his younger brothers and sister while his mother was in the kitchen. He was never flogged but received chastisement once from the father of Mr. Heyward. That, he related, was light and not nearly so severe as many parents give their children today. Wilhemina, his mother, and the cook, saw to it that her children were well fed.
It stands Foxy in hand to be good to her, don't you think? He'll have a pretty fine stake out of it. Far as I know, he's all right. I merely fail to see where he's got a right to wear any halo on his manly brow. He's got a good hand in the game, and he's playing it a heap better than lots of men would. Dot's all, Wilhemina." He turned to her as if he would dismiss the subject.
You I you haven't any right to " "Well, give me the right, then." Ward managed to find voice enough to make the demand, and then he kissed her many times before he attempted to say another word. Lord, but he had been hungry for her, these last three months! "You'll give me the right, won't you, Wilhemina?" he murmured against her ear, brushing a lock of hair away with his lips.
"Oh, ay! I see. Of course the old trick! Well, call the jade. But mark ye, Sir Nephew, no enchanted maidens and knights. Keep to thyself. Be as thou art, vagabond Jann Kolnische, knight of the road. What ho there, scoundrels! Call the Lady Wilhemina." It was the first time Mr.
"Oh, I guess you can, all right, but " "Well, if I can, I'm going to. If you think I can't handle a measly old skate like that " "He's been running out for nearly two months, Wilhemina " "And look at his ribs! If you'll just kindly go in the house while I saddle " "I'll kindly stay right here, lady-girl. You don't know Rattler " "And you don't know Billy Louise MacDonald."
Willis' mother, Wilhemina, was the cook at the town house and his father, Williams, did carpentry and other light work around the place. He does not remember how his father learned the trade, but presumes that Mr. Heyward put him under a white carpenter until he had learned. The first he remembers of his father was that he did carpentry work.
He caught her close, when he saw that he had hurt her feelings a little, and held her a minute. "When I get two good legs under me, Wilhemina," he promised softly, "I'm going to stake myself to the job of taking care of you. Your cheeks are pretty thin, little lady-girl. Damn the luck, anyway!" "Here's the lather. I'm going down and saddle up," said Billy Louise.
Snake stuck too close to that rabbit brush; and I was afraid if I drove him out of there with my rope, he'd get under those rocks. I'm sorry, Wilhemina. I didn't think." "Oh, I can get all the snake-shooting I want, any time." Billy Louise laughed good-humoredly. "I wish you'd give Blue a few lessons the old sinner!" "Not on your life, I won't."
Every cent I've put into that place this summer I made hunting wolves. That's a fact, Wilhemina." "I wish you'd tell me how, so I can do it, too," Billy Louise sighed, convinced by his tone and flat statement, yet feeling certain there was some "catch" to it, after all. It was exactly like a riddle that sounds perfectly plain and simple to the ears, and to the reason utterly impossible.
He shifted the pail of currants to the other arm and spoke again: "What is it, Wilhemina? Something's bothering you. Can't you tell a fellow what it is?" "No, I can't." Billy Louise spoke crossly. "I've got a headache. I've been riding ever since this morning, and I should think that's reason enough. I wish to goodness you'd let me alone.
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