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From: | Dorothy Willis |
Subject: | [Chinese-authors] inconsistently |
Date: | Sun, 20 Aug 2006 00:21:28 -0200 |
Pat didnt mind anything except the prospect of
staying at the BayShore overnight. What wud ye say now to a sausageand a baked
pittaty? Oh, oh,wudnt I like to have had the spanking av her!
Campbell washaving whin he was minister at South
Glen.
Some day when Imgrown up Im going to build them
really.
He howled sothe other night I went out and slept
with him.
Darkness hadfallen and rain was beginning to splash
against the windows. She was nather to hold nor bind wid fright. Whatll ye be
afterdoing whin ye grow up and have to part? She dared not, for fear ofbeing teased,
ask Judy to put anything extra on the table. Snicklefritz and Uncle Toms old Bruno
were allthe dogs she was acquainted with.
Pat felt honoured andtried not to feel hungry. Dogs
dont, said Pat knowingly, out of her extensive acquaintanceof three
dogs.
At SilverBush you never quite knew how the wind
would come at you .
And then the dear light of Silver Bush shining
across the fields.
Lets go into the kitchen now and Ill get ye a tasty
liddle biteafore I do be setting the bread. It turned out that neither uncle nor
aunt was home. The ould lord wud pass round plates wid gold sovereigns atthe
Christmas dinner and hilp yerself.
Thursday was coiled up under it, thinkingthis was
how things should be.
Mother, who had been singing Cuddles to sleep,
slipped in to askPat if she had had a good time. The grandmother av thim was a
Chidlaw, said Judy as if thatexplained everything.
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