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What Katy Did At School - Chapter 11. Christmas Boxes What Katy Did At School - Chapter 11. Christmas Boxes

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 11. Christmas Boxes
CHAPTER XI. CHRISTMAS BOXESOctober was a delightful month, clear and sparkling; but early in November the weather changed, and became very cold. Thick frosts fell, every leaf vanished from the woods, in the gardens only blackened stalks remained to show where once the summer flowers had been. In spite of the stove outside the door, No. 2 began to be chilly; more than once Katy found her tooth-brush stiff with ice in the morning. It was a fore-taste of the what the winter was to be, and the girls shivered at the prospect. Toward the end of November... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2474

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 10. A Budget Of Letters What Katy Did At School - Chapter 10. A Budget Of Letters

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 10. A Budget Of Letters
CHAPTER X. A BUDGET OF LETTERS"Hillsover, October 21st. Dearest Elsie,--I didn't write you last Saturday, because that was the day we came back to school, and there hasn't been one minute since when I could. We thought perhaps Miss Jane would let us off from the abstracts on Sunday, because it was the first day, and school was hardly begun; and, if she had, I was going to write to you instead, but she didn't. She said the only way to keep girls out of mischief was to keep them busy. Rose Red is sure that something has... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1319

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 9. The Autumn Vacation What Katy Did At School - Chapter 9. The Autumn Vacation

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 9. The Autumn Vacation
CHAPTER IX. THE AUTUMN VACATIONThe last day of the term was one of confusion. Every part of the house was given over to trunks and packing. Mrs. Nipson sat at her desk making out bills, and listening to requests about rooms and room-mates. Miss Jane counted books and atlases, taking note of each ink-spot and dog-eared page. The girls ran about, searching for missing articles, deciding what to take home and what to leave, engaging each other for the winter walks. All rules were laid aside. The sober Nunnery seemed turned into a hive of buzzing... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 654

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 8. Changes What Katy Did At School - Chapter 8. Changes

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 8. Changes
CHAPTER VIII. CHANGES"Clover 's Clover?" cried Rose Red, popping her head into the schoolroom Katy sat writing her composition. "Oh, Katy! there you are. I want you too. Come down to my room right away. I've such a thing to tell you!" "What is it?" Tell me too!" said Bella Arkwright. Bella was a veritable "little pitcher," of the kind mentioned in the Proverb, and had an insatiable curiosity to know every thing that other people knew. "Tell you, Miss? I should really like to know why!" replied Rose, who was not at... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 3444

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 7. Injustice What Katy Did At School - Chapter 7. Injustice

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 7. Injustice
CHAPTER VII. INJUSTICESummer was always slow in getting to Hillsover, but at last she arrived, and woods and hills suddenly put on new colors and became beautiful. The sober village shared in the glorifying process. Vines budded on piazzas. Wistaria purpled white-washed walls. The brown elm boughs which hung above the Common turned into trailing garlands of fresh green. Each walk revealed some change, or ended in some delightful discovery, trilliums, dog-tooth violets, apple- trees in blossom, or wild strawberries turning red. The wood flowers and mosses, even the birds and bird-songs, were new to our... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2795

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 6. The S. S. U. 100. What Katy Did At School - Chapter 6. The S. S. U. 100.

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 6. The S. S. U. 100.
CHAPTER VI. THE S. S. U. C.It was Saturday afternoon; and Clover, having finished her practising, dusting, and mending, had settle herself in No. 6 for a couple of hours of quiet enjoyment. Every thing was in beautiful order to meet Miss Jane's inspecting eye; and Clover, as she sat in the rocking chair, writing-case in lap, looked extremely cosy and comfortable. A half-finished letter to Elsie lay in the writing-case; but Clover felt lazy, and instead of writing was looking out of window in a dreamy way, to where Berry Searles and some other young men were playing ball... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1216

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 5. Roses And Thorns What Katy Did At School - Chapter 5. Roses And Thorns

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 5. Roses And Thorns
CHAPTER V. ROSES AND THORNS"Oh! what is it? What has happened?" cried Clover, starting up in bed, the next morning, as a clanging sound roused her suddenly from sleep. It was only the rising-bell, ringing at the end of Quaker Row. Katy held her watch up to the dim light. She could just see the hands. Yes: they pointed to six. It was actually morning! She and Clover jumped up, and began to dress as fast as possible. "We've only got half an hour," said Clover, unhooking the rules, and carrying them to the window,--"Half... Long Stories - Post by : kingofcopy.com - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 3080

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 1. Conic Section What Katy Did At School - Chapter 1. Conic Section

What Katy Did At School - Chapter 1. Conic Section
CHAPTER I. CONIC SECTIONIt was just after that happy visit of which I told at the end of "What Katy Did," that Elsie and John made their famous excursion to Conic Section; an excursion which neither of them ever forgot, and about which the family teased them for a long time afterward. The summer had been cool; but, as often happens after cool summers, the autumn proved unusually hot. It seemed as if the months had been playing a game, and had "changed places" all round; and as if September were determined to show that he knew how to make... Long Stories - Post by : patrickjames - Date : May 2012 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1694

Benedicam Domino Benedicam Domino

Benedicam Domino
Thank God for life: life is not sweet always. Hands may he heavy-laden, hearts care full, Unwelcome nights follow unwelcome days, And dreams divine end in awakenings dull. Still it is life, anil life is cause for praise. This ache, this restlessness, this quickening sting, Prove me no torpid and inanimate thing, Prove me of Him who is of life the Spring. I am alive!--and that is beautiful. Thank God for Love: though Love may hurt and wound Though set with sharpest thorns its rose may be, Roses are not... Poems - Post by : thedude - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2483

My Little Ghost My Little Ghost

My Little Ghost
I know where it lurks and hides, In the midst of the busy house, In the midst of the children's glee, All clay its shadow bides: Nobody knows but me. On a closet-shelf it dwells, In the darkest corner of all, Mid rolls of woollen and fur, And faint, forgotten smells Of last year's lavender. That a ghost has its dwelling there Nobody else would guess,-- "Only a baby's shoe, A curl... Poems - Post by : calljian - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2647

'he That Believeth Shall Not Make Haste' "he That Believeth Shall Not Make Haste"

'he That Believeth Shall Not Make Haste'
The aloes grow upon the sand, The aloes thirst with parching heat; Year after year they waiting stand, Lonely and calm, and front the beat Of desert winds; and still a sweet And subtle voice thrills all their veins: "Great patience wins; it still remains, After a century of pains, To you to bloom and be complete." I grow upon a thorny waste; Hot noontide lies on all the way, And with its scorching breath makes haste... Poems - Post by : hmblack - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1290

Menace Menace

Menace
All green and fair the Summer lies, Just budded from the bud of Spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds which softly sing. Her clock has struck its morning hours; Noon nears--the flowery dial is true; But still the hot sun veils its powers, In deference to the dew. Yet there amid the fresh new green, Amid the young broods overhead, A single scarlet branch is seen, Swung like a banner red; Tinged with the... Poems - Post by : spiky - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1228

Within Within

Within
Could my heart hold another one? I cannot tell. Sometimes it seems an ample dome, Sometimes a cell, Sometimes a temple filled with saints, Serene and fair, Whose eyes are pure from mortal taints All lilies are. Sometimes a narrow shrine, in which One precious fare Smiles ever from its guarded niche, With deathless grace. Sometimes a nest weary things,... Poems - Post by : theboss - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2709

In The Mist In The Mist

In The Mist
Sitting all day in a silver mist, In silver silence all the day, Save for the low, soft kiss of spray, And the lisp of sands by waters kissed, As the tide draws up the bay. Little I hear and nothing I see, Wrapped in that veil by fairies spun; The solid earth is vanished for me, And the shining hours speed noiselessly, A web of shadow and sun. Suddenly out of the shifting veil A magical bark, by the... Poems - Post by : qui-gon - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2681

Solstice Solstice

Solstice
I. I sit at evening's scented close, In fulness of the summer-tide; All dewy fair the lily glows, No single petal of the row; Has fallen to dim the rose's pride. Sweet airs, sweet harmonies of hue, Surround, caress me everywhere; The spells of dusk, the spells of dew, My senses steal, my reason woo, And sing a lullaby to tare, But vainly do the warm airs sing, All vain the roses' rapturous breath; A chill blast, as... Poems - Post by : jamgem - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 1833

My Rights My Rights

My Rights
Yes, God has made me a woman, And I am content to be Just what He meant, not reaching out For other things, since He Who knows me best and loves me most has ordered this for me. A woman, to live my life out In quiet womanly ways, Hearing the far-off battle, Seeing as through a... Poems - Post by : Amp_Up - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 805

Barcaroles Barcaroles

Barcaroles
I. Over the lapsing lagune all the day Urging my gondola with oar-strokes light, Always beside one shadowy waterway I pause and peer, with eager, jealous sight, Toward the Piazza where Pepita stands, Wooing the hungry pigeons from their flight. Dark the canal; but she shines like the sun, With yellow hair and dreaming, wine-brown eyes. Thick crowd the doves for food. She gives ME none. She sees and will not see. Vain are my sighs. One slow, reluctant stroke.... Poems - Post by : loopbiz - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 3191

How The Leaves Came Down How The Leaves Came Down

How The Leaves Came Down
I'll tell you how the leaves came down. The great Tree to his children said, "You're getting sleepy, Yellow and Brown, Yes, very sleepy, little Red; It is quite time you went to bed." "Ah!" begged each silly, pouting leaf, "Let us a little longer May; Dear Father Tree, behold our grief, 'Tis such a very pleasant day We do not want to go away." So, just for one more merry day To the great Tree the leaflets... Poems - Post by : wealthstudio - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 3030

Bind-weed Bind-weed

Bind-weed
In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings. Its cup-shaped blossoms, brimmed with dew, Like pearly chalices, Hold cooling fountains, to refresh The butterflies and bees; And humming-birds on vibrant wings Hover, to drink at ease. And up and down the garden-bed, Mid box and thyme and yew, And spikes... Poems - Post by : goofyrat - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 3204

The Legend Of Kintu The Legend Of Kintu

The Legend Of Kintu
When earth was young and men were few, And all things freshly born and new Seemed made for blessing, not for ban, Kintu, the god, appeared as man. Clad in the plain white priestly dress, He journeyed through the wilderness, His wife beside. A mild-faced cow They drove, and one low-bleating lamb; He bore a ripe banana-bough, And she a root of fruitful yam: This was their worldly worth and store, But God can make the little more. The glad earth knew his feet; her mould Trembled with... Poems - Post by : wingit - Date : July 2011 - Author : Susan Coolidge - Read : 2137