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Ed went away to school, winters down to Boston, to a school of tech tech well, a place where they taught him engineerin' an' minin' an' such. Summers he worked in a mill over to Lansing." "Is Miss Walton well off?" "Only tolerable, I guess. She's got that house and what little money was saved out of her father's smash-up." "Where does she live when she's not here, Mr. Prout?" "New York.
For a long time Walton could not go out at night without being assailed with stones. Bell, book, candle, and witch-broth availed nothing, and it was many a day before peace came to the Walton household. In 1802 an epidemic of assault went through the Berkshire Hills.
She took Dennis in training all that afternoon, instructed him in fashionable conversation, cautioned him against the temptations of the supper-table, and at nine in the evening he drove us all down in the carryall. I made the grand star-entrée with Polly and the pretty Walton girls, who were staying with us.
But I am sure that he had never acquired that interest in nature's things and ways, which leads to close and loving watching of them. He had not that sense of outdoor nature, empirical and not scientific, which endows the Angler of his cotemporary Walton, with its enduring charm, and which is to be acquired only by living in the open country in childhood.
Besides many poems he wrote for his own guidance a book called The Country Parson. It is a book, says Walton, "so full of plain, prudent, and useful rules that that country parson that can spare 12d. and yet wants it is scarce excusable." But Herbert's happy, useful days at Bemerton were all too short.
I have thus traced in detail the steps by which Harry Walton ascended from the condition of a poor farmer's son to the influential position of editor of a weekly newspaper. I call to mind now, however, that he is no longer a boy, and his future career will be of less interest to my young readers.
Anxiety as to his personal reception was forgotten, and he stepped forward and interrupted her with a question. "Miss Walton, do you honestly believe that?" "Believe what?" said she, hastily, quite startled. "What I gathered from the hymn you sung that your prayer is really heard and answered?" "Why, certainly I believe it," said Annie, in a shocked and pained tone.
Then there's the butter and cheese, that I trade off at the store for groceries." "Just so, just so. Come into the house, neighbor Walton." The squire guessed his visitor's business in advance, and wanted to take time to talk it over. He would first find out how great his neighbor's necessity was, and then he accommodated him, would charge him accordingly.
And thus I commit my reader to the sweet love of GOD. The Three Principles, according to CHRISTOPHER WALTON, was the first book of Behmen's that William Law ever held in his hand. That, then, was the title-page, and those were the contents, that threw that princely and saintly mind into such a sweat.
"No, I'd rather hear the reason from your own lips. Besides, some one would interrupt us in there, and I want to understand where I'm 'at' before that happens." "Well," she began again, "it is a story Mrs. Walton told us once when our Shadow Club was in disgrace, because one of the girls eloped, and we were all in such trouble about it that we vowed we'd be old maids.
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