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Language Lesson--Let pupils use other words to express the meaning of
the parts given below in dark type.
"Right down there--_just a step_, you see."
"_Pretty likely_ place for a prospect."
"The only one I _take much stock in_."
Write out in full the words for which _'em_ and _an't_ are used.
* * * * *
LESSON XLVI.
quaked, _shook, as with fear_.
cha'os, _a great number of things without order_.
gi gan'tic, _of very great size_.
stealth'y, _very quiet, so as to escape notice_.
fa'tal, _causing great harm_.
mis'sion, _what one is sent to do_.
in'ter vals, _spaces of time_.
thrill, _feeling, as of pain or pleasure_.
af fect'ing, _making a show of_.
a pol'o gize, _express sorrow for an act_.
ret ri bu'tion, _paying back for one's acts; punishment_.
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A GHOST STORY.
PART II.
We staid up till late, and then I was left, at my own door by my
friends, who informed me that York was a very quiet, safe place, where
people slept with unlocked doors, and nothing ever went amiss o' nights.
I said nothing of ghosts, being ashamed to own that I quaked, a little
at the idea of the "back bed-room," as I shut out the friendly faces and
fastened myself in.
A lamp and matches stood in the hall, and lighting the lamp, I whisked
up stairs with suspicious rapidity, locking my door, and went to bed,
firmly refusing to own even to myself that I had ever heard the name of
Bezee Tucker.
Being very tired, I soon fell asleep; but fried potatoes and a dozen or
two of hot clams are not kinds of food best fitted to bring quiet sleep,
so a fit of nightmare brought me to a realizing sense of my foolishness.
From a chaos of wild dreams was finally brought forth a gigantic clam,
whose mission it was to devour me as I had devoured its relatives. The
sharp shells were open before me, and a solemn voice said, "Take her by
her little head and eat her quick."
Retribution was at hand, and, with a despairing effort to escape by
diving, I bumped my head smartly against the wall, and woke up feeling
as if there was an earthquake under the bed.
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