MrRutherford's children . could be the matter ? It was not easy to find out ; and the childsgrief, though unaccountable, was so very heart-felt, that Mrs. Lee and Mrs. Rutherford criedfor sympathy. At last Chryssa found words totell that she had dreamed her father came tolife, and that he looked like Uncle Ruth, andthat he died again. And he said, added Chryssa bursting intoanother fit of tears, he said that Sybil hadkilled him because she wouldnt study her les-sons ! It was long before Chryssa could be soothedand comforted, and then she rather sobbed her-self to sleep. But the effects of the
MrRutherford's children . could be the matter ? It was not easy to find out ; and the childsgrief, though unaccountable, was so very heart-felt, that Mrs. Lee and Mrs. Rutherford criedfor sympathy. At last Chryssa found words totell that she had dreamed her father came tolife, and that he looked like Uncle Ruth, andthat he died again. And he said, added Chryssa bursting intoanother fit of tears, he said that Sybil hadkilled him because she wouldnt study her les-sons ! It was long before Chryssa could be soothedand comforted, and then she rather sobbed her-self to sleep. But the effects of the dream were pretty wellslept off before morning, and after another meal ofoysters and another walk after shells, the wholeparty set out for home. I declare, said Mr. Salisbury when they had driven a few miles, I never thought to speak of that bedstead!—-however I shall be11 242 GOING A PLEASURING. there again in a week or two, and the mancertainly tacked enough on to the proper amountof his bill, to pay for two or CHAPTER XVI. THE END OF THE SUMMER, TTNCLE Ruth, said Chryssa as they sat atbreakfast one morning about a week afterthe Lees had taken their departure, isnt it verywrong for spiders to kill flics ? 244 THE END OF THE SUMMER. What did we have for dinner yesterday? washer uncles strange reply. Why I dont know, Uncle Ruth—0 yes, yousaid it was mutton. But then I was talkingabout the spiders. And I am talking about the mutton. Doyou know where it comes from and how we getit? Yes, said Chryssa with a grave face, I re-member you told me once; and then after a pauseshe added, Ah but we must have dinner, UncleRuth. And so must the spider. Then its right for him to catch flies ? To be sure it is—just as right as for yourchickens to catch grasshoppers. You never thoughtthey were doing wrong, did you ? 0 no, said Chryssa, but Garret says it makesem grow fat. And are spiders in duty bound to keep them-selves thin ? said Mr. Rutherford laughing. Thentheres your cat, C
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