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Title: Sixth reader for the use of schools
Year: 1868 (1860s)
Authors: Newell, McFadden Alexander
Subjects: Readers
Publisher: Kelly, Piet
Contributing Library: Towson University, Special Collections at the Albert S. Cook Library
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r starve on a penny than work for a pound.If left to himself, he would have whistled life away in perfect con-tentment ; but his wife kept continually dinning in his ears abouthis idleness, his carelessness, and the ruin he was bringing on hisfamily. Morning, noon and night her tongue was incessantly going,and everything he said or did was sure to produce a torrent of house-hold eloquence. Rip had but one way of replying to all lectures ofthe kind, and that, by frequent use, had grown into a habit. Heshrugged his shoulders, shook his head, cast up his eyes, but saidnothing. This, however, always provoked a fresh volley from hiswife; so that he was fain to draw off his forces, and take to the out-side of the house—the only side wliich, in truth, belongs to a hen-pecked husband. 10. Rips domestic was his dog Wolf, who was as much hen-pecked as his master; for Dame Van Winkle regarded them as com-panions in idleness, and even looked upon Wolf with an evil eye, as 186 a:HE SIXTH READER.
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tlio cause of his rinster going so often astray. True it is, in fillpoints of spirit befitting an honorable dog, he was as courageous ananimal as ever scoured the woods—but what courage can withstandthe ever-during and all-besetting terrors of a womans tongue? Themoment Wolf entered the house his crest fell, his tail drooped tothe ground, or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with agallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,and at the least flourish of a broomstici: or ladle, he would f y to tl)edoor with yelping precipitation. LXXIL-KIP VAN WINKLE—(Continued.) 1. Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as yearsof matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age, andft sharp tongue is the only edge tool that grow» keener with const RIP VAN WINKLE. 18? trse. For a long time he was used to console himself, when drivenfrom home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages,philosophers, and other idle personages of the village ; wh

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