Gypsy Breynton

, Tom

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come for a civil request

aside his Euclid; "I like your

ttle necessity to Gypsy, and one against which she lived in a state of incessant rebellion. It was provoking enough to stand there in her room, tugging and hurrying till she was red in the face, over a pair of utterly heartle

aid Gypsy, in no

!" called

rubbers!"

asked her mother, s

e of a saint!" said Gypsy, emph

stooping down. "Why, Gypsy! your boots are w

. "I got them wet this morning, down at the swamp. I thought they were dry, though: I

ut on your best boo

of all shrill whistles came up through the window. "Ev

and began to fasten it with a jerk, when off came the button at th

!" sai

ait!" sh

call it too bad, when a body's trying to keep their things in o

there was no time now to restore the wandering button. "I have noticed a great improvement in you; but there's one thing wa

ked Gypsy, in a g

re thoroughn

hings, was enforced with a little soft kiss on Gypsy's forehe

ing off down the lane without her. But words that Mrs. Breynton said with a kiss did not slip away from Gypsy's memory "for good an a'," as easily as that. She had he

t of foot as a young gazelle, and soon overtook him. She had just stopped, panting, by his side, and was proceeding to make some rema

e Breynton!

oing?" asked Tom

ticular," said Winni

here, then," said Tom. "We don't want a

look; "I'm five years old, sir. I can butt

flection seemed to convince Winnie that his company was

be a sort of stepping-stones to the great, snow-crowned mountains, that towered sharply beyond. The pond that nestled in among the trees at the foot of the Kleiner Berg was called the Kleiner Berg Basin. It was a beautiful sheet of water, small and still and sheltered, and a great resort of pleasure-seekers because of the clouds of white and go

ked Gypsy, as the

thing," said Tom, making a tube of his hands to

aid Gypsy, suddenly, "with a belt, and bro

his autocratic style. "He ought to be taught better than to c

ve a boat-ride as well as

called Tom

eyes were fixed upon the water, and Winnie was altoge

ere did you

looking up, carel

wn here, I'd like t

s principles of action were his own until they were made p

re quite an accidental remark, that he had no intention of doing so. He furthermore observed that

ding him upon the grass. At this Winnie, as characteristic in his wrath as in his

said Gypsy. "Let

tly just estimate of the importance of his own authority, and who would sometimes do a very selfish thing

have him," said Gypsy, "but it d

; as quick to do right as she was to do wrong, and much given to this fancy of seeing people "dreadful

ronize them into becoming as good as she was. She made her suggestions in such a straightforward, matter-of-fact way, as if of cours

his point, really yielded to the influe

you, on condition that you always do as I tell you in futur

a boat on the Kleiner Berg Basin. Moreover, the air was as sweet as a May-flower, and as warm as sunshine; there was a soft, blue sky with clouds of silver like stately ships sailing over it, and such a shimmering, bright photograph of it in the water; then Tom was so pleasant, and rowed so fast, and let Gypsy

e happened to be a wo

blossoms dropped like coral into the water. Tom took off his cap, and leaned lazily against the side of the boat; Winnie, interested in making a series of remarkable faces at him

hite cloud, with a silver fringe, and not have anything to do but float round al

rmed," suggested Winnie.

laughing. "I always wanted to s

wind, and blew you away,

," said Gypsy. "I guess

out on the wind, and dropped right into Gypsy's m

al turn, "of being a little red flower, that dies and drops into the water

in the answer than Tom himself supposed. This was every solitary word that was said on tha

Tom became tired of it before she did, and went up to the house, ca

oat when you come up,"

id Gypsy, "I

p the oars?" ask

arn. I do sometimes re

," began T

om's lap, and as this was the fourth time the young gentleman had done that very thing,

t Tom had

mebody-else, of Kleiner Berg Basin and the Dipper, in which it was supposed Mrs. Surly had secreted a blind kitten, which it was somehow or other imperatively necessary should be drowned,

. He was exceedingly sleepy, and the entry was exceedingly dark, and, though he had not a breath of faith in ghosts, not he,-was there ever a boy who had?-and though he considered such persons, as had, as candidates f

" said Tom, r

he lifting of a distant latch by phantom fi

ooked down; went to the foot of the stairs, and looked around. The doors were all close

confidentially informed, he lay for fifteen entire minutes with his eyes wide open, speculating on the proportion

ht as soundly as young people of sixteen,

also, Gypsy

een hung upon a lamp-post by Senator Sumner, for advocating the coercion of the seceded States, and that Tom had set Winnie afloat on the Kleiner Berg Basin, in a mi

e sense of not being able to find any buttons, and of getting all her sleeves upon the wrong arm. She put on her rubber-boots, because it took so long to lace up her boots. Her stockings she wore upon her arms. The reason appeared to be, that she might not get her hands wet in pulling Winnie out.

on that Tom (who appeared to have the remarkable capacity of being in the house an

ner Berg rose darkly in front of her; so, at last, to the Basin, which rippl

come too late. Winnie was drowned. I

ed down into the dark water. But Tom laughed in the

cry, and awoke. She lift