Children's own library . e living creature to make theparty complete; and, in the twinkling of an eye therehe was: very thirsty with hard running, and engaged inhopeless endeavors to squeeze his head into a narrowpitcher. He had gone with the cart to its journeys-end, very much disgusted with the absence of his master,and stupendously rebellious to the Deputy. After lin-gering about the stable for some little time, vainly at-tempting to incite the old horse to the mutinous act ofreturning on his own account, he had walked into thetap-room and laid himself down before the fire. Butsuddenly yiel
Children's own library . e living creature to make theparty complete; and, in the twinkling of an eye therehe was: very thirsty with hard running, and engaged inhopeless endeavors to squeeze his head into a narrowpitcher. He had gone with the cart to its journeys-end, very much disgusted with the absence of his master,and stupendously rebellious to the Deputy. After lin-gering about the stable for some little time, vainly at-tempting to incite the old horse to the mutinous act ofreturning on his own account, he had walked into thetap-room and laid himself down before the fire. Butsuddenly yielding to the conviction that the Deputywas a humbug, and must be abandoned, he had got upagain, turned tail and came home. 110 THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. There was a dance in the evening. With whichgeneral mention of that recreation, I should haveleft it alone, if I had not some reason to supposethat it was quite an original dance, and one of a most \ I / / TpmiiuuniHilllHI Liiii|IUHIUIUIIlllllllUlllllUllillU>ailllllll. THE CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. Ill uncommon figure. It was formed in an odd way; inthis way. Edward, that sailor-fellow—a good free dashing sortof a fellow he was—had been telling them various mar-vels concerning parrots, and mines, and Mexicans, andgold dust, when all at once he took into his head tojump up from his seat and propose a dance; for Berthasharp was there, and she had such a hand upon it as youseldom hear. Dot (sly little piece of affectation whenshe chose) said her dancing days were over; I think be-cause the Carrier was smoking his pipe, and she likedsitting by him, best. Mrs. Fielding had no choice, ofcourse, but to say her dancing days were over, after that;and everybody said the same, except May; May wasready. So, May and Edward get up, amid great applause, todance alone; and Bertha plays her liveliest tune. Well! if youll believe me, they have not beendancing five minutes, when suddenly the Carrierflings his pipe away, takes Dot round the wa
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