He parked the truck in front of the house and headed down the hill.
Was it greedy to want one of their own as well?
They even agreed to take care of the animals while Alex and Carmen took their first vacation.
It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.
Did Alex think of her that way?
She glanced up at his face, but it gave no clue of his mood.
Certainly she had been under a lot of stress.
"We had a lot of earthquakes," said Dorothy.
"Goodness!" she cried, grasping the iron rail of the seat.
With this thought in mind the girl took heart and leaned her head over the side of the buggy to see where the strange light was coming from.
There was no heat in the colored suns, however, and after they had passed below them the top of the buggy shut out many of the piercing rays so that the boy and girl could open their eyes again.
"Of course not," said Dorothy.
The houses of the city were all made of glass, so clear and transparent that one could look through the walls as easily as through a window.
He reached the edge of the tall roof, stepped one foot out into the air, and walked into space as calmly as if he were on firm ground.
The four lawyers rode along, one behind another; for the pathway was narrow, and the mud on each side of it was deep.
The storm has blown two of the little ones out of the nest.
Very likely he has stopped to take care of them.
Then all three of them laughed heartily.
Suddenly he stopped at the foot of a tree.
"I cannot think of leaving these little things here to be trampled upon," said the general.
He lifted the nest gently and put it in a safe place in the forks of the tree.
The American Revolution was not the story of the "have nots" overthrowing the "haves" in a bid to increase their place in society.
It is a simple premise and yet, at the same time, an article of faith—a faith that the future would be better than the past.
The speech he gave in September 1962, announcing that goal, spent a good amount of time justifying the expense and explaining the urgency.
Think of the optimism!
And this man was saying we were going to the moon in a rocket ship made of metals we hadn't even invented.
That mindset—"Why don't we decide what kind of world we want to live in and then make it?"—permeated our collective consciousness for a long time.
They may have missed on specifics (such as each of us owning a personal jet pack and a flying car) but in general were dead-on.
It is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life.
My grandfather, Caspar Keller's son, "entered" large tracts of land in Alabama and finally settled there.
When the Civil War broke out, he fought on the side of the South and became a brigadier-general.
He married Lucy Helen Everett, who belonged to the same family of Everetts as Edward Everett and Dr. Edward Everett Hale.
I lived, up to the time of the illness that deprived me of my sight and hearing, in a tiny house consisting of a large square room and a small one, in which the servant slept.
The little porch was hidden from view by a screen of yellow roses and Southern smilax.
It was the favourite haunt of humming-birds and bees.
Others have been curious to learn what portion of my income I devoted to charitable purposes; and some, who have large families, how many poor children I maintained.
Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience.
Moreover, I, on my side, require of every writer, first or last, a simple and sincere account of his own life, and not merely what he has heard of other men's lives; some such account as he would send to his kindred from a distant land; for if he has lived sincerely, it must have been in a distant land to me.
As for the rest of my readers, they will accept such portions as apply to them.
The twelve labors of Hercules were trifling in comparison with those which my neighbors have undertaken; for they were only twelve, and had an end; but I could never see that these men slew or captured any monster or finished any labor.
They have no friend Iolaus to burn with a hot iron the root of the hydra's head, but as soon as one head is crushed, two spring up.
Who made them serfs of the soil?
If you have nothing better to do, Count (or Prince), and if the prospect of spending an evening with a poor invalid is not too terrible, I shall be very charmed to see you tonight between 7 and 10--Annette Scherer.
He spoke in that refined French in which our grandfathers not only spoke but thought, and with the gentle, patronizing intonation natural to a man of importance who had grown old in society and at court.
Set your friend's mind at rest, said he without altering his tone, beneath the politeness and affected sympathy of which indifference and even irony could be discerned.
"If they had known that you wished it, the entertainment would have been put off," said the prince, who, like a wound-up clock, by force of habit said things he did not even wish to be believed.
The subdued smile which, though it did not suit her faded features, always played round her lips expressed, as in a spoiled child, a continual consciousness of her charming defect, which she neither wished, nor could, nor considered it necessary, to correct.
Oh, don't speak to me of Austria.
We alone must avenge the blood of the just one....