The Albert N'Yanza, Great Basin of the Nile, And Explorations of the Nile Sources

ny pleasant family scenes, both within and around the cottage, s

in the gentle breeze, was the only reaper. His shirt sleeves rolled up above the elbows showed his meagre, bony arms. His thin neck and breast were bare, as he suffered from heat from his unwonted labour. The scythe moved slowly, and the old man stopped often to draw a long breath. Near him s

face from being browned by the glad sunshine. She stopped suddenly when she came in front of the cottage, and fixed her eyes on

dle. She sat down at once and opened her box, where paper and pallet and all manner of conveniences for amateur

to be idle if I am old. I can't do a real day's work; but I can get somet

wful in the tone of her companion's voice,

he'll never teach us anything that isn't just right.

ed to be listened to, and did not stan

will be just as well for Uncle Pelle as cutting grain, and lighter work, too. You ca

d the old man, with a look of re

course, it was your grandfather." Then looking towards the old man s

but Karin there in the house says I'm a kind of relation of hers, though it puzzles me to see how. She wants me to stay with them till all is settled; and Jan, who mostly lets her have her way, tells me he hasn't anything against it. So you see I like to do a turn of work if I can, if it

nd we all like to be there; but Uncle Pelle s

ir quiet spells," said t

ks when he is alone, and makes good prayers, too; and he's a blessing to the family," sai

u see. There were six boys before, not

little brown baby I saw baptized in Aneholm church, eight

this little girl came, he said Karin and Jan might as well call her Decima, which was like the tenth, in Swedis

e she skilfully handled her brushes. He now stepped forward, took off the li

self beside him, as if she had a specia

ways felt as if you belonged in a way to me.

and have brought me up as if I was their

n all matters. She thought Nono a pink of perfection; and well she might, for he had been her playmate and guardian ever since she could remember. It was confidently affirmed in the family that Nono could, from the first, make her l

y good-bye, saying her father would be expecting her home to dinner, but she would see them again soon and finish her picture. She had almost forgotten in her hurry the money she had promised, but she

and there, among many accomplishments, had acquired a thorough knowledge of the English language. She had been charmed with the accounts she had read of the work of the English ladies among the cottagers on their large estates. She had determined to "do just so" when she was fairly settled at home. She would now begin at once with Nono. She felt she had a kind of charge over him. Had not her own dear mother died in Italy, where his mother came from? That baptism, too, she could never forget! He should not gro

se from behind a dark evergreen, and a nondescript-looking i

come near your highn

rousers rolled up to his knees, her brother stood before her, hi

ugs, and a big caterpillar that would make your mout

bout to open up his trea

e drew her befrilled and beflounced skirt ab

the gate that led to the house,

ans, with a merry laugh. "Your grace and my

orld!" said Alma to herself, and s

slowly before her. Her whole expression changed again, and

pa, after your little r

nd rosy you look! The air of

ing were they both! Alma really looked like the gua