. St. Nicholas [serial]. ^ HIS RIGHT ARM RESTED IN A SLING, AND HIS FACE. HANDSOME AS IT WAS,LOOKED PALE AND WORN WITH SUFFERING. and his band came riding back from a vainpursuit of the runaways, and, to rest their tiredhorses, halted for the night at the village strict watch was to be kept, lest they had,after all, outmarched the men whom theysought, and the fugitives should still attempt topass that way. As Mistress Bradford wished her husbandsown brave followers to enjoy her hospital-ity, the troopers were cordially invited by theiramiable hostess to sup at the Grange. 872 ELINOR ARDE
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ^ HIS RIGHT ARM RESTED IN A SLING, AND HIS FACE. HANDSOME AS IT WAS,LOOKED PALE AND WORN WITH SUFFERING. and his band came riding back from a vainpursuit of the runaways, and, to rest their tiredhorses, halted for the night at the village strict watch was to be kept, lest they had,after all, outmarched the men whom theysought, and the fugitives should still attempt topass that way. As Mistress Bradford wished her husbandsown brave followers to enjoy her hospital-ity, the troopers were cordially invited by theiramiable hostess to sup at the Grange. 872 ELINOR ARDEN, ROYALIST. [Aug. While the soldiers were being entertained inthe dining-hall, the children were sent out to eattheir evening meal under the shade of an oak-. 1 WHEN SHE BROUGHT HIM A BOWL OF DAME HESTER SGOOD BROTH, HE SMILED GRATEFULLY. tree on the lawn before the house. In thecenter of the group sat Elinor, crumbling breadinto a big brown bowl of milk. Beside her onthe bench were Rachel and Elizabeth, eatingtheir supper with long-handled pewter Richard, his full-moon face peep-ing over her shoulder, watched his cousineagerly, now and then snatching a crumb fromthe huge slice of bread to put into his ownmouth. Nellie, Nellie, do huwwy! I m thohungy! Oh, Dick, what a greedy boy you are!No, no! not that piece, too — that is Nellsbread. Would you leave poor Nell no supper ?There! t is ready at last. Come, sit downhere on the grass. So! Fall to, now, and eatlike a little soldier. She spoke from experience that day, for the hungry troopers were enjoying to the full thefeast laid out on Mistress Bradfords roast beef and hot pasty were not for theparty under the tree, but oh, howgood they would have tasted,thoug
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