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Catherwood, Mary Hartwell, 1847-1902

"Old Caravan Days"

TRACY MAKES INQUIRIES.]
"Make her eat something," she counselled the mother. "She hardly
tasted a bite of supper last night, and according to all accounts,
she ain't in hands that understands feedin' children now."
"The Lord prosper all thy undertakings," said William Sebastian,
"and don't thee forget to let us know what hour we may begin to
rejoice with thee."
The lawyer touched his hat as Hickory and Henry stepped away on the
plank 'pike. He remained in Greenfield, and was to ride after them if
any news came in about Fairy Carrie.


CHAPTER XXII.
A COUNTRY SUNDAY-SCHOOL.

However we may spend our Sabbath, it is different from the other
days of the week. I have often thought the little creatures of field
and woods knew the difference. They run or sing with more gladness
and a less business-like air. The friskiest lambs, measuring strength
with each other by stiff-legged jumps, are followed by gentle bleats
from their mothers, and come back after a frolic to meditate and
switch their tails. The fleecy roll of a lamb's tail, and the dimples
which seem to dint its first coat, the pinkness of its nose, and the
drollery of its eye, are all worth watching under a cloudless Sunday
sky.


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