Hear, hear, said the thuds of McGintys
tail.
Oh, oh,yeve got a way av laughing,
Patsy.
I climb over it every dayjust to get the nice
adventury feeling.
And Ihope shell let me get a little red hat to go
with it. I dont like strangers meddling with my prayers.
Sure and none av the Suttons iver made a good job
av innythingthey undertook.
I know shes got her eye onmy yellow middy blouse
but you can lengthen the sleeves, cant you,mother? Sallyand Bess and Cora Hughes sat
in a row behind the table and grinnedat the callers .
Impulsively she put her arm around his neck and
kissed his cheek. Far-away shores were now only dim grey lands.
Nobody at Silver Bush have SAID they missed me.
Sylvia Cyrilla says the South Glen Petersons got a bad scare lastweek.
I-golly, if it isnt the Gordon boy and the Gardiner
girl! It has anice, ripply, gurgly sound like a brook.
The very windseemed full of the voices of the
ghosts they had created.
Look howclare ye can see yer Hill av the
Mist.
I dont want the flowers to be nipped before I get
back.
Every night she comes in and asks me if Ivesaid my
prayers. Somebody has to make fudgeand I notice Sylvia Cyrilla likes to eat it as
well as any one.
An occasional bitter splash of rain blew into
theircave.
I dont want the flowers to be nipped before I get
back.
I dont think that is any business of yours, said
Pat.
But I dont suppose Ill eversee him
again.
Sure and that Sally-thing is glib since she got her
tonguerighted.
They would make such a fuss over me
then.
The folks at homewould be wild with fright. The
rain seems sofriendly when its gentle.
Andlook at that little, lonely ship away over there
Pat snuggled down on her pillow, happy again and ready totaste Judys
yarns.
But even if we couldnt be together Ive beenthinking
of you all day and loving you.
Oh, Im not angry, if thats what you mean, said Pat
icily. But I dont suppose Ill eversee him again.
Dont ye go and get drownded now, warned Judy, as
she always didwhen anybody went to the shore.
But, in spite of everything, the romance of it
appealed to Pat.
Im too old a dog to be larning yer new millinery
tricks.
From here itjust looks like a little white spot
against the birch bush. Theres inny number avways av showing off.
Ive had so many good times inthat dear old
dress.
From here itjust looks like a little white spot
against the birch bush.