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Title: Two girls on a barge
Year: 1891 (1890s)
Authors: Cotes, V. Cecil
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Publisher: New York, D. Appleton and Company
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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down from the hillside where the daisies no TWO GIRLS ON A BARGE nodded and blinked at the sheep. And yet therewas a chastened wistfulness in the attitudes of fourwho were sitting in the Ark. * Ton my word, said the Cadet, in a cadaveroussort of way, it is really too absurd. * We might have got something at Brauncestonif wed only thought of it! and Edna tipped backher chair under the trees and looked at the bargein a manner that seemed open to discussion of thepoint. If only wed stayed on the Junction, murmured the Artist, sadly. 1 Yes, if wed stayed on the Junction we couldhave borrowed bread and cheese, and nectar andambrosia, from any passing barge ; as it is—herein the wilderness—a fellow hasnt a chance. You have looked in the biscuit box—care-fully ? inquired Mr. Squif, with a faint accent ofexpectancy, as if the vision of a ratafia hadsuddenly dawned brightly in a halo as possiblefood. Why not go and look for The Shanty ! Isuggested, hungrily. * It cant be more than three
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-■*&m 112 TWO GIRLS ON A BARGE miles, and Mr. Gershom made no limitations as tocalling hours in connection with our visit. Whereat the Cadet demurred. For the Bulwarks of Society may not be lightlysundered by a merely physical necessity. But themerely physical necessity being sturdily cherishedby three, who declared themselves strangers andsojourners, and innocent not only of the times anddinner-bells, but of the very direction and localityof The Shanty in question, we were at lengthpermitted to reconnoitre for a dinner. Reconnoitring, we had to skirt the canal forsome distance and cross at the head of the locks.This we had accomplished, and, passing on brisklyenough, walked almost in at a door in an enor-mous creeper. The door, overhung by this growthof bushy eyebrow, gave on the tiniest abode, Ithink, that was ever built. And, just inside, alittle old woman, clad in rusty silk and wearing ablack lace cap twined about her ears by means ofa violet thread, sat in a low chair watc

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