Sunday, October 28, 2007

Evening Mood painting

Evening Mood painting
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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
¡¡¡¡ The blacksmith, the farm bailiff, and the schoolmaster himself were standing in perplexed attitudes in the parlour before the instrument. The master had remarked that even if he got it into the cart he should not know what to do with it on his arrival at Christminster, the city he was bound for, since he was only going into temporary lodgings just at first. ¡¡¡¡ A little boy of eleven, who had been thoughtfully assisting in the packing, joined the group of men, and as they rubbed their chins he spoke up, blushing at the sound of his own voice: "Aunt have got a great fuel-house, and it could be put there, perhaps, till you've found a place to settle in, sir." ¡¡¡¡ "A proper good notion," said the blacksmith. ¡¡¡¡ It was decided that a deputation should wait on the boy's aunt-- an old maiden resident--and ask her if she would house the piano till Mr. Phillotson should send for it. The smith and the bailiff started to see about the practicability of the suggested shelter, and the boy and the schoolmaster were left standing alone. ¡¡¡¡ "Sorry I am going, Jude?" asked the latter kindly.

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Evening Mood painting

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Evening Mood painting

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Evening Mood painting

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Evening Mood painting
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