Clara Vaughan, Volume II (of III)
knowledge; a man who had spent his life in amassing information, and learning how to make the most of it. A little too much perhaps there was of the second, and more fruitful branch,
out. Moreover, in most of the books I had read, there were such blunders, even in matters that
ther did I believe, with Farmer Huxtable, that hips and haws foretell a hard winter, because God means them for the thrushes; but I knew no more than they did the laws and principles of things. My little knowledge was all shreds and patches. It did not cover even the smallest subject. Odd
he discovery did not mortify me much. My little observations had been made, partly from pure love of nature's doings, partly through habits drawn from a da
o reply; I was too young for argument, and too much interested to be impatient. So he demolished my ham and myself, with equal relish and equal elegance o
she got and forgot every day, felt that it was high t
fancy you know eve
s; and I knew that he was wrong upon se
gs I never shall discover, one is t
her thing you don't know. How long did it take to
r, I confess my
n't tell how long it took to set this delicate fat. I'll tell you what it is, Pappy, if you ever snub me in lecture again befor
laugh at you. I fear you never wil
strove to keep his manner the
ere was that sweetness about her nobody could resist it. Retur
l treat. Clara will show you her cordetto, won't you, dear?
so old Cora devoutly believed, crossing herself, and invoking fifty saints. Long afterwards I found that Cora knew it to be
examined it narrowly, carrying it to
ope. I have only seen one to compare with it, and that had
romised never
ut I should have been proud
appy. You know you are a superstitious o
d gone too far. She did not even dare to offer the kiss of peace. No more was said about it, and I turned the
I cannot show you much, but shall truly enjoy going over my little collection with you whenever you find that your sight is strong enough. Meanwhile, let me earnestly warn you to abstain from chemical experime
as something so winning and unpretentious, few could help liking them at first sight. They did all they could to please, but without any visible effort. But with the Professor, in spite of all his elegance and politeness, I could not help perceivi
no means disconsolate at her Papa's departure. She loved him and was proud o
is age was about four and forty--"It is very wicked I know, but how a
ut I am not at all sure th
must be! But it is
had known it, that the fault in such cas