Sister SusyLee and Shepard, (successors to Phillips, Sampson & Company), 1866 - 189 pages |
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Page 187 - The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Page 34 - He must be a rich old fellow, — What money he gives away ! There is not a lord in England Could equal him any day ! Good luck unto old Christmas, And long life, let us sing, For he doth more good unto the poor Than many a crowned king...
Page 26 - His cheeks were as red and round as winter apples, and where there wasn'ta wrinkle there was a dimple ; and no doubt there was a dimple in his chin, and his chin maybe was double, only you couldn't tell, for it was hidden ever so deep under a beard as white as a snow-drift. He walked along, tottering under the weight of a huge pack full of presents. He extended his small arms towards the audience most affectionately, and you could see that his antiquated coat-sleeves were bristling with toys and...
Page 38 - lasses candy, and I couldn't think of nothin' else=" It was a wonder that Prudy's candy had not spoiled some of the nice presents. Susy received several pretty things ; and though she did not talk quite so much as Prudy, she was just as happy. For one thing, she had what she had not dreamed was possible for a little girl — a bottle of otto of rose ; "just like a young lady.
Page 74 - ... think how innocent thee was of any wrong motive. Thee did not get angry, and push thy little sister, thee knows thee didn't, Susan ! Thee was only in a hurry, and rather thoughtless. The best of us often do very foolish things, and cause much mischief; but thee'll find it isn't best to grieve over these mistakes. Why, my dear little Susan, I have lived eight years to thy one, and if I should sit down now and drop a tear for every blunder I have made, I don't know but I could almost make a fountain...
Page 30 - O, O, don't you make sport of me, children ! My nose is big, to be sure, but I'm going to keep it and make the best of it ! If you loved Santa as he loves you, you wouldn't mind the looks. I was going to change my coat and dickey ; but then, thinks I, I'll come just as I am ! I patted myself on the shoulder, and says I, 'Santa Glaus, don't you fret if you are growin...
Page 56 - twas Bellerophon ; and he had a bridle, and wanted a horse. O, do you know this horse was white, with silvery wings, wild as a hawk ; and, once in a while, he would fold up his wings, and trot round on the mountain ! " Florence yawned, and waxed her thread. " O, it was a splendid bridle., this man \iad, made of gold ; and I forgot — the inountain the horse trotted round on was called Helicon.
Page 122 - It was my darlin' husband's handker chief," sobbed Prudy. " Bather a small one for a man," said Mr. Piper, laughing. "Well," replied Prudy, rather quick for a thought, " my husband had a very small nose ! " Mrs. Piper tried to make more " conversation." " O, Mrs. Shotwell, you ought to be exceeding thankful you're a widow, and don't keep house ! I think my hired girls will carry down my gray hairs to the grave ! The last one I had was Irish, and very Catholic.
Page 57 - I forgot — the mountain the horse trotted round on was called Helicon. And the man mounted him, and Went up, up, till they were nothing but specks in the sky." "A likely story," said Florence; "there, you've told enough ! I don't want to hear any more such nonsense." "Well, if you don't want to hear about the monster they killed, you needn't; that's all I can say ; but the young man loved that horse ; and he kissed him, too, he was so splendid ! " " Kiss a horse ! " Flossy looked very much disgusted....