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Hildegarde's Neighbors

Chapter 9 MERRY WEATHER INDOORS.

Word Count: 2233    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

f Pumpkin House was bright with many lamps, and twinkling with laughing faces of boys and girls. Mr. Merryweather, cheerfully resigned to "company," possessed his soul and his pi

each reflecting that the children were much better company in the long run. The children themselves were playing games, with gusts of laughter and little shrieks and shouts of glee. They had had "Horned Lady," and Willy's head was a forest of paper horns,

the child when he had finished, turning to Hildega

ame with me, Hugh. It makes me feel all

could not make it out, because as a rule tree-toads are not fuzzy. I thank thee, Jew-I mean

nd Jerry left his sponge behind him when he came away. Well, and when the captain of the tug brought it over to the island where the rest of us were, he said o

that cow, and mooed in purest Attic every time I twisted her tail. And how about the pitch-kettle, my gentle shep

ht it would be great fun to put the pitch-kettle on his head. He thought it was quite dry, you see. So he did, and went round with it for a l

re and chuckled like great apes, instead of helping a fellow. And I had to cr

ionate Hildegarde. "And di

flour in my hair, and hot water, and turtle soup, and I don't know what not; and the more things they did, th

looked, with a fringe of hair all around it? Half his hyacinth bed

e sung 'Philly, put

tru

e is no knowing. No knowing, but much nosing!" he added. "Could you move the principal pa

rude's nose?" asked Hildegarde, innocently. "You are alway

med Gertrude; "what

country, we have been assured. If there is one thing this family is proud of, it is Gertrude's nose. We may not be clev

een offered a dollar a pound for tha

," said Bell; "the

the window to dry, and went to sleep and forgot it; and will you believe it? a fellow came along an

h" like little Silver-hair, and came suddenly to the floor, his head and legs sticking up helplessly through the empty frame. The young people were so overcome with laughter that no on

g up. "Philip, my dear, it is strange that non

ith the chair?" inqui

time," said his wife. "It always c

d it not

came from my father's house, you remember, Miles, and the seats were always loose. One night my mother had a party, and your Uncle Frederick went round before the people came, and set the seats forward in the frames, so that whoever sat down would go throug

reminiscences, my d

ywea

u think mamma did t

tell them, mamm

yes, I remember! I was measuring the whale-oil soap. Tell them, Gerty, if you think it would amuse them. I am not very

whale-oil mixture for us, because it is such horrid stuff, and we had some errands to do firs

ways serve to point a moral. You see, Mrs. Grahame, the receipt said, 'half a pint of soap to

hen pouring it into the water. She was going to do that ten times, you see; and

ried Bell. "Poor

aressing her, and murmuring affectionate words.

darlings, sit down, and be good. And, by the way, Gertrude, I am minded to heap a coal of fire on your

, and ever will remain so. Have

have made a ballad about him, and I t

ng people gathered in a circle round

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