Dicken's works (1890) (14783784525)

Identifier: dickensworks19dick (find matches)
Title: Dicken's works
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: Boston : Estes & Lauriat
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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our first emo-tion r, and he sat before the fire with thechildren on his knees, and the ining on hisface, he looked to me as vigorous and robust, withalas handsome, an old man as ever I had seem • Mas:r Day — said he. And the old name inthe old tone fell so naturally on my eat! •• MasrDavy, tis a joyful hour as I see you, once more,long with your own trew wife ! •• A joyful hour indeed, old friend! cried L u And these heei pretfr M Pegg .tty. look at these heer flowers ! Why, M -: Davy, was but the heighth of the littlest : :hese when I ft an ! When Emly warnt no big- _• . and our poor lad w re but . • T::.. fa - fa _ i me more th n it has chargyou dd I. •• Bnt e dear rogues go to bed; and, as no house in England but Imust hold you, tell me where to send for your lug-_ . - the old black bag among it. that went - I won lei . . and then, over a glass of Yarmouthgrog, e will have the tidings of t •• Are you alone -. maam. he - i .. kissi : her hand. quitealon-.-.
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DAVID COIMKIM n:i.i>. 425 We sat 11 iiii between us, not knowing how to givehim welcome enough; ami, as I began to listen tohis old familiar voice, I could have fancied 1 *«- wasstill pursuing his long journey in search of hisdarling niece. Its a mort of water, said Mr. Peggotty, furto come across, and ony stay a matter of fowerweeks. But water (specially when tis sail I comesnatral to me; and friends is dear, and I am heer.—Which is verse. said Air. Peggotty, surprised tofind it out, though I hadnt such intentions. Are you going back those many thousand milesso soon ? asked Agnes. Yes, maam, he returned. I giv the promiseto Emly afore I come away. You see, I doentgrow younger as the years comes round, and if Ihadnt sailed as twas, most like I shouldnt neverhave done t. And its alius been on my mind as Imust come and see Masr Davy and your own sweetblooming self, in your wedded happiness, afore I gotto be too old. He looked at us as if he could never feast his eyeson us sufficie