... friends to shoot the chinning ; and the meeting broke up in disorder to a chorus of mixed phrases, such as 'Dry up ! Nice blackberry you are ?' Hire a hall !' A Californian reporter relates a story of an old man who got out of a railway-car, 'to spin round ...

... quaint old house, the quiet orchard. Blissful scents coat on the air. There is corn rustling on the sunny slopes, there are blackberries ripening in the lane. The whole air is hazily sleepy with its freight of sunshine and sweetness. After that rare, that ...