Chelsea Grin T Shirts tened of you, you dearest, dearest, dearest thing that ever was Mamma is going to help us, but Papa and the boys are going to eat together downstairs for fear of making the little Ruggleses shy and after we ve had a merry time with the tree we can open my window and all listen together to the music at the evening church service, if it comes before the children go. I have written a letter to the organist, and asked him if I might have the two songs I like best. Will you see if it is all right Birds Nest, December 21, 188. Dear Mr. Wilkie, I am the little girl who lives next door to the church, and, as I seldom go out, the music on practice days and Sundays is one of my greatest pleasures. I want to know if you can have Carol, brothers, carol, on Christmas night, and if the boy who sings My ain countree so beautifully may please sing that too. I think it is the loveliest thing in the world, but it always makes me cry doesn t it you If it isn t too much trouble, I hope they can sing them both quite early, as after ten o clock I may be asleep. Yours respectfully, Carol Bird. P.S. The reason I like Carol, brothers, carol, is because the choir boys sang it eleven years ago, the morn Pg 29 ing I was born, and put it into Mamma s head to call me Carol. She didn t remember then that my other name would be Bird, because she was half asleep, and could only think of one thing at a time. Donald says if I had been born on the Fourth of July they would have named me Independence, or if on the twenty second of February, Georgina, or even Cherry, like Cherry in chelsea grin t shirts Martin Chuzzlewit but I like my own name and birthday best. Yours truly, Carol Bird. Uncle Jack thought the letter quite right, and did not even smile at her telling the organist so many family items. The days flew by as they always fly in holiday time, and it was Christmas Eve before anybody knew it. The family festival was quiet and very pleasant, but almost overshadowed by the grander preparations for the next day. Carol and Elfrida, her pretty German nurse, had ransacked books, and introduced so many plans, and plays, and customs, and merry makings from Germany, and Holland, and England, and a dozen other countries, that you would scarcely have known how or where you were keeping Christmas. Even the dog and the cat had enjoyed their celebration under Carol s direction. Each had a tiny table with a lighted candle in the Pg 30 centre, and a bit of Bologna sausage placed very near it and everybody laughed till the tears stood in their eyes to see Villikins.e parlor. This ll be the parlor, n I ll be Mis Bird. The youngsters hustled into the next room in high glee, and Mrs. Ruggles drew herself up in the chair with an infinitely haughty and purse proud expression that much better suited a descendant of the McGrills than modest Mrs. Bird. The bedroom was small, and there presently ensued such a clatter that you would have thought a herd of wild cattle had broken loose. The door opened, and they straggled in, all the younger ones giggling, with Sarah Maud at the head, looking as if she had been caught in the act of stealing sheep while Larry, being last in line, seemed to think the door a sort of arsenal shirts 20/21 gate of heaven which would be shut in his face if he didn t get there in time accordingly he struggled ahead of his elders and disgraced himself by tumbling in head foremost. Mrs. Ruggles looked severe. There, I knew yer d do it in some sech fool way Now go in there and try it manchester united shirts 1990s over again, every last one o ye, n if Larry can t come in on two legs he can stay ter home, d yer hear The matter began to assume a graver aspect the little Ruggleses stopped giggling and backed into Pg 42 the bedroom, issuing presently with lock step, Indian file, a scared and hunted expression on every countenance. No, no, no cried Mrs. Ruggles, in despair. That s worse yet yer look for all the world like a gang o pris ners There ain t no style ter that spread out more, can t yer, n act kind o careless like nobody s goin ter kill ye That ain t what a dinner party is The third time brought deserved success, and the pupils took their seats in the row. Now, yer know, said Mrs. Ruggles impressively, there ain t enough decent hats to go round, n if there was I don know s I d let yer wear em, for the boys would never think to take em off when they got inside, for they never do but anyhow, there ain t enough good ones. Now, look me in the eye. You re only goin jest round the corner you needn t wear no hats, none of yer, n when yer get int the parlor, n they ask yer ter lay off yer hats, Sarah Maud must speak up n say it was sech a pleasant evenin n sech a short walk that yer left yer hats to home. Now, can yer remember All the little Ruggleses shouted, Yes, marm in chorus. What have you got ter do with it demanded Pg 43 their mother did I tell you to say it Warn t I talkin ter Sarah Maud The little Ruggleses hung their diminished heads. Yes, marm, they piped, more discreetly. Now we won t leave nothin to chance git up, all of ye, an try it. Speak up, Sarah Maud. Sarah Maud s tongue clove to the.
a nice man. He knew he did not want Tom for a servant, but only wanted to sell him again, to make more money. So Mr. Shelby said, No, I can t do that. I never mean to sell any of my slaves, least of all Tom. He has been with me since he was a little boy. Oh very well, said Haley, I shall sell your house and lands, as I said I should. Mr. Shelby could not bear to think of that, so he agreed to let Haley have Tom. He made him promise, however, not to sell Tom again except to a kind master. Very well, said Haley, but Tom isn t enough. I must have another slave. Just at this moment a little boy came dancing into the room where Mr. Shelby and Haley were talking. He was a pretty, merry little fellow, the son of a slave called Eliza, who was Mrs. Shelby s maid. There now, said Haley, give me that little chap, as well as Tom, and we will say no more about the money you owe me. I can t, said Mr. Shelby. My wife is very fond of Eliza, and would never hear of having Harry sold. Oh, very well, said Haley once more, I must just sell your house. So again Mr. Shelby gave in, and Haley went away with the promise that next morning Uncle Tom and little Harry should be given to him, to be his slaves. CHAPTER II ELIZA RUNS chelsea grin t shirts AWAY WITH LITTLE HARRY Mr. Shelby was very unhappy because of what he had done. He knew his wife would be very unhappy too, and he did not know how to tell her. He had to do it that night, however, before she went to bed. Mrs. Shelby could hardly believe it. Oh, you do not mean this, she said. You must not sell our good Tom and dear little Harry. Do anything rather than that. It is a wicked, wicked thing to do. There is nothing else retro liverpool shirts candy I can do, said Mr. Shelby. I have sold everything I can think of, and at any rate now that Haley has set his heart on having Tom and Harry, he would not take anything or anybody instead. Mrs. Shelby cried chelsea grin t shirts very much about it, but at last, though she was very, very unhappy she fell asleep. But some one whom Mr. and Mrs. Shelby never thought of was listening to this talk. Eliza was sitting in the next room. The door was not quite closed, so she could not help hearing what was said. As she listened she grew pale and cold and a terrible look of pain came into her face. Eliza had had three dear little children, but two of them had died when they were tiny babies. She loved and cared for Harry all the more because she had lost the others. Now he was to be taken from her and sold to cruel men, and she would never see him again. She felt she could not bear it. Eliza s husband wa.or and entered the room. The glow of the open fire illumined the darkest side of the poor chamber. There were no trees near the house, and a full November moon streamed in at the unblinded, uncurtained windows, lighting up the bare interior the unpainted floor, the gray plastered walls, and the white counterpane. Her mother lay quite still, her head turned and drooping a little on the pillow. Her left hand was folded softly up against her breast, the fingers of the right partly covering it, as if protecting something precious. Was it the moonlight that made the patient brow so white, and where were the lines of anxiety and pain The face of the mother who had washed and cried and cried and washed was as radiant as if the closed eye were beholding heavenly visions. Something must have cured her thought Clara Belle, awed and almost frightened by the whiteness and the silence. She tiptoed across the floor to look more closely at the still, smiling shape, and bending over it saw, under the shadow of the caressing right hand, a narrow gold band gleaming on the work stained finger. Oh, the ring came, after all she said in a glad whisper, and perhaps it was that that made her better She put her hand on her mother s gently. A terrified shiver, a warning shudder, shook the girl from head to foot at the chilling touch. A dread presence she had never met before suddenly took shape. It filled the chelsea grin t shirts room stifled the cry on her lips froze her steps to the floor, stopped the beating of her heart. Just then the door opened. Oh, doctor Come quick she sobbed, stretching out her hand for help, and then covering her eyes. Come close Look at mother Is she better or is she dead The doctor put one hand on the shoulder of the shrinking child, and touched the woman with the other. She is better he said gently, and she is dead. Tenth Chronicle. REBECCA S REMINISCENCES Rebecca was sitting by the window in her room at the Wareham Female Seminary. She was alone, as her roommate, Emma Jane Perkins, was reciting Latin down below in some academic vault of the old brick building. A new and most ardent passion for the classics had been born in Emma Jane s hitherto unfertile brain, for Abijah Flagg, who was carrying off all the prizes at Limerick Academy, had written her a letter in Latin, a letter which she had been unable to translate for herself, even with the aid of a dictionary, and which she had been apparently unwilling that Rebecca, her bosom friend, confidant, and roommate, should render into English. An old fashioned Female S.rboro, and don t talk Riverboro, cordin to my notions. I call it a reg lar book story. But, objected Rebecca, the people in Cinderella didn chelsea grin t shirts t act like us, and you thought that was a beautiful story when I told it to you. I know, replied Uncle Jerry, gaining eloquence in the heat of argument. They didn t act like us, but t any rate they acted uk soccer shop discount code like emselves Somehow they was all of a piece. Cinderella was a little too good, mebbe, and the sisters was most too thunderin bad to live on the face o the earth, and that fayry old lady that kep the punkin coach up her sleeve well, anyhow, you jest believe that punkin coach, rats, mice, and all, when you re hearin bout it, fore ever you stop to think it ain t so. I don know how tis, but the folks in that Cinderella story seem to chelsea grin t shirts match together somehow they re all pow ful chelsea grin t shirts onlikely cheap football shirts asia the prince feller with the glass slipper, and the hull bunch but jest the same you kind o gulp em all down in a lump. But land, Rebecky, nobody d swaller that there village maiden o your n, and as for what s his name Littlefield, that come out chelsea grin t shirts o them bushes, such a feller never d a be n IN bushes No, Rebecky, you re the smartest little critter there is in this township, and you beat your Uncle Jerry all holler when it comes to usin a lead pencil, but I say that ain t no true Riverboro story Look at the way they talk What was that bout being BETROTHED Betrothed is a genteel word for engaged to be married, explained the crushed and chastened author and it was fortunate the doting old man did not notice her eyes in the twilight, or he might have known that tears were not far away. Well, that s all right, then I m as ignorant as Cooper s cow when it comes to the dictionary. How about what s his name callin the girl Naysweet I 3xl liverpool shirts thought myself that sounded foolish, confessed Rebecca but it s what the Doctor calls Cora when he tries to persuade her not to quarrel with his mother who comes to live with them. I know they don t say it in Riverboro or Temperance, but I thought perhaps it was Boston talk. Well, it ain t asserted Mr. Cobb decisively. I ve druv Boston men up in the stage from Milltown many s the time, and none of em ever said Naysweet to me, nor nothin like it. They talked like folks, every mother s son of em If I d a had that what s his name on the harricane deck o the stage and he tried any naysweetin on me, I d a pitched him into the cornfield, side o the road. I guess you ain t growed up enough for that kind of a story, Rebecky, for your poetry can t be beat in York County, tha.
Chelsea Grin T Shirts tmas to Uncle Jack, and he ll have none of it without her. She is better than all the turkeys and puddings and apples and spare ribs and Pg 21 wreaths and garlands and mistletoe and stockings and chimneys and sleigh bells in Christendom She is the very sweetest Christmas Carol that was ever written, said, sung, or chanted, and I am coming as fast as ships and railway trains chelsea grin t shirts can carry me, to tell her so. Carol s joy knew no bounds. Mr. and Mrs. Bird laughed like children and kissed each other for sheer delight, and when the boys heard it they simply whooped like wild Indians until the Ruggles family, whose back yard joined their garden, gathered at the door and wondered what liverpool fc replica shirts was up in the big house. CAROL AT HER WINDOW IV BIRDS OF A FEATHER FLOCK TOGETHER Uncle Jack did really come on the twentieth. He was not detained by business, nor did he get left behind nor snowed up, as frequently happens in stories, and in real life too, I am afraid. The snow storm came also and the turkey nearly died chelsea grin t shirts a natural and premature death from overeating. Donald came, too Donald, with a line of down upon his upper lip, and Greek and Latin on his tongue, and stores of knowledge in his handsome head, and stories bless me, you couldn t turn over a chip without reminding Donald of something that happened at College. One or the other was always at Carol s bedside, for they fancied her paler than she used to be, and they could not bear her out of sight. It was Uncle Jack, though, who sat beside her in the winter twilights. The room was quiet, and almost dark, save for the snow light outside, and the flickering flame of the fire, Pg 23 that danced over the Sleeping Beauty s face and touched the Fair One s golden locks with ruddier glory. Carol s hand all too thin and white these latter days lay close clasped in Uncle Jack s, and they talked together quietly of many, many things. I chelsea grin t shirts want to tell you all about my plans for Christmas this year, Uncle Jack, said Carol, on the first evening of his visit, because it will be the loveliest one I ever had. The boys laugh at me for caring so much about it but it isn t altogether because it is Christmas, brighton fc shirt nor because it is my birthday but long, long ago, when I first began to be ill, I used to think, the first thing when I waked on Christmas morning, To day is Christ s birthday and mine I did not put the words close together, you know, because that made it seem chelsea grin t shirts too bold but I first said, Christ s birthday, out loud, and then, in a minute, softly to myself and mine Christ s birthday and.barn floor with a very slippery something in his hand, and a fair sized but rather dilapidated turnip at the end of it. That s the business cried Moses. I could a done it as easy as nothin if my arm had been a leetle mite smaller, said Bill Peters. You re a trump, sonny exclaimed Uncle Cash, as he helped Moses untie Buttercup s head and took the gag out. You re a trump, Lisha, and, by ginger, the cow s your n only don t you let your blessed pa drink none of her cream The welcome air rushed into Buttercup s lungs and cooled her parched, torn throat. She was pretty nearly spent, poor thing, and arsenal t-shirts bent her head rather gently for her over the Little Prophet s shoulder as he threw his arms joyfully about her neck, and whispered, You re my truly cow now, ain t you, Buttercup Mrs. Baxter, dear, said Rebecca, as they walked home to the parsonage together under the young harvest moon there are all sorts of cowards, aren t there, and don t you think Elisha is one of the best kind. I don t quite know what to think about cowards, Rebecca Rowena, chelsea grin t shirts said the minister s wife hesitatingly. The Little Prophet is the third coward I have known in my short life who turned out to be a hero when the real testing time came. Meanwhile the heroes themselves or the ones that were taken for heroes were always busy doing something, or being somewhere, else. Eighth Chronicle. ABNER SIMPSON S NEW LEAF Rebecca had now cut the bonds that bound her to the Riverboro district school, and had been for a week a full fledged pupil at the Wareham Seminary, towards which goal she had been speeding ever since the memorable day when she rode into Riverboro on the top of Uncle Jerry Cobb s stagecoach, and told him that education was intended to be the making of her. She went to and fro, with Emma Jane and the other Riverboro boys and girls, on the morning and evening trains that ran between the academy town and Milliken s Mills. cheap football jerseys The six days had passed like a dream a dream in which she sat in corners with her eyes cast down flushed whenever she was addressed stammered whenever she answered a question, and nearly died of heart failure when subjected to an examination of any sort. She delighted the committee when reading at sight from King Lear, but somewhat discouraged them when she could not tell the capital of the United States. She admitted that her former teacher, Miss Dearborn, might have mentioned it, but if so she had not remembered it. In these first weeks among strangers she passed for nothing but an interesting looking, timid, innocen.