“Oh, no; there were so many cows that I was frightened to death.”
“What a little angel our baby is,” said Nancy, one day to her sister, “I feel as though I could eat it up.”
“O what a monstrous brute our governess is!” said Marian to a school-fellow one afternoon, because she had corrected her rather sharply for some misdemeanour.
“I say, Fred, we have strawberries in our garden as big as my fist,” said David one day to him.
Fred opened his eyes in wonder, and said, “I should like to see them.”
Fred went to see them, and David’s garden strawberries were found to be no larger than one of his ordinary-sized marbles.
“Come,” says James to Harry, “let us go and get some blackberries; there are oceans of them on yonder hedge.”
“Oceans!” said James in wonder.
“Yes, oceans; only you must mind in getting them that you don’t fall into the ditch, or you will be over your head in mud.”
James went with Harry, and found that the blackberries were as sparse on the hedge as plums in his school pudding, and as for mud to cover him, he saw scarcely enough to come over his boots.