The Library of fiction - or, Family story-teller, consisting of original tales, essays, and sketches of character (1836) (14765960382)

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Title: The Library of fiction : or, Family story-teller, consisting of original tales, essays, and sketches of character
Year: 1836 (1830s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870. Tugg's at Ramsgate Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870. Little talk about spring and the sweeps
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Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign



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e to it. On the morning on which the workwas to be done, they got up betimes, provided themselves withthe necessary measuring apparatus, and joyously and lovinglyproceeded together to the scene of their impending labours. Having reached the ground, the brothers eyed the extensivepiles of log that lay before them, for a few seconds, with looksof great satisfaction. Always friendly before, they were now tentimes more so. Every better and tenderer feeling of theirnatures was consonantly acted upon by the very magnificentappearance of the job. They smiled sweetly in each othersfaces, and murmured their happiness to one another, in accentsas tender as those of a couple of turtle doves. But the workmust be begun. They felt this, and commenced operationswith such spirit that in a twinkling the first log was measuredoff—its dimensions taken, the younger Linn pulled a large redmas^ of something or other out of his pocket. Whats that, Andrew ? said the elder Linn, eyeing thestrange substance.
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Page 167. Vol 2 TIIK RIVAL COLOURS. lo7 ** A piece of red cauk to mark the logs wi, replied Andrew,carelessly. ** Red cauk to mark the logs wi ? said the elder, in a toneof slight displeasure, very slight however, scarce perceptible ;* red cauks no richt, man, ye canna seet a yard off. Welltak white, Andrew, and he pulled a large piece of the sub-stance he alluded to out of his pocket. Well do nae such thing man, replied Andrew, a littleimpatiently, white has nae grip. It rubbs off wi the leasttouch. Well tak the red, Jamie ; itll baud the langest. The red canna be seen a yard off,man, I tell ye, and *I1never do ! said the elder Linn sharply, and with pointed em-phasis. The white has nae baud ! exclaimed Andrew, with increas-ing testiness of manner. Itll do better than the red for a that, said the elderbrother, now really angry at the pertinacity of his junior. ** Itll do nae such thing, replied the latter, no less vexed atthe obstinacy of the former. I tell ye again, that the redbaud