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They include four of Stevenson's, the best being the captivating "In Winter I get up at Night," and a setting of Eugene Field's "Little Boy Blue," in which a trumpet figure is used with delicate pathos. Nevin's third opus included three exquisite songs of a pastoral nature, Goethe's rollicking "One Spring Morning" having an immense sale.
It was Polly after all who settled the matter, or the summons that came to Polly one night. For in the morning, quite late, after a good deal of calling and scolding, Aunt Priscilla found she had taken the last journey. It was a great shock. Jonas Field's errand boy was dispatched to the Leveretts'.
Then, as suddenly and a moment later, one of them reappeared, just for a moment, against the brightly lighted window, the southernmost window on the easterward side the window of the room that had been Beverly Field's the window of the room now given over to Eagle Wing, the Sioux, the captive for whose safe keeping a special sentry within the building, and this strangely silent Number Six without, were jointly responsible.
Poyser, who had looked back while her husband was speaking, "look where Molly is with them lads! They're the field's length behind us. How COULD you let 'em do so, Hetty? Anybody might as well set a pictur' to watch the children as you. Run back and tell 'em to come on." Mr. and Mrs.
The doctor went at once with the messenger, and in five minutes had taken in the situation. Field's rooms had been entered and probably robbed. There was only one other occupant of the desolate set that so recently had rung to the music of so many glad young voices.
He began to fill his pipe with very slow movements of his fingers, his eyes bent down upon her. "And you called this just now a small thing?" She said with a sudden eagerness, "Harry, it's a very big thing for me, for Field's. I meant a small thing in the sense not to be made a fuss about." He made very slowly a negative movement with his head. "I don't see it like that."
Long had Flint had his eye on a certain desirable berth in the distant East at the national capitol in fact but never yet had he found statesman or soldier inclined to further his desire. That night the major bade Mr. and Mrs. Wilkins hold their peace as to Field's peccadilloes until further leave was given them to speak.
"Oh, my child!" she wailed. "My child! my child!" She threw her arms around the girl's slender waist, and clung to her convulsively. Lois cast a terrified glance up at Amanda. "Does she think I ain't going to get well?" she asked, as if her mother were not present. "Of course she don't," replied Amanda, with decision. She stooped and took hold of Mrs. Field's shoulders.
She went with him into the hall and she called up the stairs, "Children, father's going." They came bounding down. He joked and played with them. He loved this custom, now long established. She brushed his hat, also a rite she knew he loved. He kissed her with particular affection. "Yes, you go up to Field's and give old Sturgiss and old Field my love. You'll almost have forgotten the way there.
Some years ago Francis Wilson made a mock complaint to the effect that whenever he met Eugene Field in the "Saints and Sinners Corner" for a half-hour's chat, any good thing he might voice was duly printed next day in the "Sharps and Flats" column as Field's very own, and thus did the genial Eugene acquire his reputation as a genius. All of which gentle gibing contains more fact than fiction.
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