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They say two heads is better 'n one, if one is a cabbage-head." "You? good Lord, what could you do with it?" Henley gasped. "A heap of things," she retorted, lightly. "You've been offering it for twenty-five dollars, and I'm going to take you up. I had just started to the bank to deposit some money, and so I happen to have the ready cash."
You have already been annoyed several times by replies that, in society, were politely received: people have held their tongues instead of smiling; but you were certain that after your departure the women looked at each other and said: "Did you hear Madame Adolphe?" "Your little woman, she is " "A regular cabbage-head." "How could he, who is certainly a man of sense, choose ?"
This time the Fisherman, who is also an amateur gardener and farmer on a small scale, draws an appropriate question, in regard to which he enlightens us as follows; and what he says must be true, as we know he has had experience with pigs and hens: "Which knows most, a pig or a hen? 'Tis hard to tell in rustic rhyme What pigs or hens may know. A cabbage-head in olden time Sure knew enough to grow.
Thus did she seek to make amends for the speech about the sprouting cabbage-head, which had been weighing heavily upon her conscience. The kittiwake's feather had to weather rain and sunshine for many a year in Con the Quare One's old caubeen; but it is now on a room-wall again, the Kilfoyles' this time. Con brought it to Mrs. Kilfoyle one autumn evening in the year Mrs. O'Driscoll died.
You have already been annoyed several times by replies that, in society, were politely received: people have held their tongues instead of smiling; but you were certain that after your departure the women looked at each other and said: "Did you hear Madame Adolphe?" "Your little woman, she is " "A regular cabbage-head." "How could he, who is certainly a man of sense, choose ?"
Closely allied to these tales is the Russian story of the old man who planted a cabbage-head in the cellar, under the floor of his cottage, and, strange to say, it grew right up to the sky. He climbs up the cabbage-stalk till he reaches the sky. There he sees a mill, which gives a turn, and out come a pie and a cake, with a pot of stewed grain on the top.
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