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Updated: June 8, 2025
Several of the ministers and professors whom they had known before, seemed to have become more spiritually-minded; and with the flock of the deceased Pastor Monnié, in particular, "of precious memory," they were united in near Christian fellowship.
"Let me take your hood and shawl, won't you?" "Waal, while I set; is the babby's well as usual?" with a keen glance at the little fellow, who was happily dragging a pasteboard cart on spool wheels about the floor. "Very well, thank you; and grows so fast! He walks nicely now, and can say 'Monnie, and 'Mawta, and 'Wawa, that's me, besides several other words." "H'm; got any flannils onto him?"
He bumped her so hard that she fell right into the snowbank by the entrance. Monnie didn't mind a bit. She just put her two fat arms around Tup, and they rolled over together in the snow. Monnie had on her fur suit, with fur hood and mittens, and it was hard to tell which was Monnie and which was Tup as they tumbled in the snow together.
The little rod flew right out of her hands! Monnie flung herself on her stomach on the ice and caught the rod just as it was going down the hole! She held on hard and pulled like everything. "I believe I've caught a whale," she panted. But she never let go! She got herself right side up on the ice, somehow, and pulled and pulled on her line. "Let me pull him in!" cried Menie.
The twins gave the fish to their mother, and then they all three scuttled up the snowy slope toward the bright window of their igloo just as fast as they could go. When they got inside they found some hot bear's meat waiting for them, and Monnie had both the eyes from her fish to eat. But she gave one to Menie.
Shunning the entrancing waltz, the inspiring "Monnie Musk" and the cotillion, lively when set to Christy's melodies, she had sought the more juvenile element, and, when seen by the land baron, was circling around with fluttering skirts.
The wives scuttled up on to the sleeping bench, and got into the farthest corner of it as fast as they could. The women and children always sat back on the bench at a feast. When Koko's mother came in, the baby was still crying. She climbed up on to the bed with him, and Menie and Monnie showed him the pups and that made the baby laugh again.
But the answer was not that which they took a simple pleasure in drawing from him usually. Bildy began to bite his hand a trick he had when annoyed. "That's nae preachin'," he cried indignantly. "Yon monnie canna' preach! Wha's the reason Father Fleming canna' preach the day? Eh!"
'Milly, my dear, will you put on your hat and show me the grounds about the house? May she, Silas? I should like to renew my acquaintance. 'You'll see them sadly neglected, Monnie. A poor man's pleasure grounds must rely on Nature, and trust to her for effects.
Last of all was the one where Koko and his father and mother and baby brother lived. Koko was six. He was the twins' best friend. The air was very still. There was not a sound anywhere except the barking of the pups, the voices of Menie and Monnie, and the creaking sound of the snow under their feet as they ran.
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