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Titbottom will not refuse to tell us the history of his mysterious spectacles. "Yet you must have seen the glass in which your wife looks every morning, and, I take it, that glass must be daily enchanted," said Titbottom, with a bow of quaint respect to my wife. I do not think I have seen such a blush upon Prue's cheek since well, since a great many years ago.
"I like it, papa, because it is your name, and I could tell the girls at Aunt Prue's that it is my father's name, and then I would be proud and not ashamed." "No, dear, always write it Prudence Holmes forget that you had any other name. It is so uncommon that people would ask how you came by it and then they would know immediately who your father was." "But I like to tell them who my father was.
She found she could take the old school-books which she had thought once so thoroughly learned, and dig new treasures from them; while the books from Miss Prue's, nearly all of a scientific character, were read and re-read with ever deepening interest. But it was not the printed page alone that Sara studied.
The volume of Shakespeare still lay on a side-table, and reminded Mollie freshly of Prue's first visit. "I am being sorry for myself," she thought, "and of all the useless things ! I will go upstairs and change my frock and tidy my hair, and then write to Mother. And when the boys come in we must find something to do.
If thay cant git thay ize opn thayselfs why aint I good tu pick um opn wiv my fingus "Yor little PRUE." "What will Prue do next, I wonder?" said Randy. "The idea of thinking that because those little cats could not open their eyes, it would be a fine idea to 'pick' them open!" Randy pitied those kittens, but she could not help laughing as she thought of Prue's efforts to help them.
Hester was a character in Killamet, and must be described. She was a pure-blooded African of Guinea, who, when a wee child, was rescued from a slave-trader by Captain Plunkett, Miss Prue's father.
The sun was high overhead, and the light breeze blew the curls about Prue's little face, until Hi looking at her said, "You're the nicest girl I know Prue; will ye give me some er your lunch, if I'll give you half er my apple?" "Oh, yes," assented Prue, "I'm getting hungry too. Here, let's divide this gingerbread first."
It was hung like a pirate in chains by its sleeves, was blown out as round as a barrel, and was as stiff as a board. Just as the pins came out an extra heavy puff of wind shrieked around the corner of the house, as though it had been lying in wait for just this opportunity. The dress was whipped out of Aunt Prue's hands.
I'll come back and see Miss Prudence afterward." "Will you?" she asked, demurely; "but that will only prolong the agony of saying good-bye." "As it is a sort of delicious agony we do not need to shorten it. Good-bye, Prue," he cried, catching one of Prue's curls in his fingers as he passed.
The villagers accepted the change though with modifications; the horse was known thereafter as "Miss Prue's Jupiter Ann." Miss Prue had said that she wanted a safe, steady horse; one that would not run, balk, or kick.
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