They are very powerful, some of these good people, and can bestow long life as well as other gifts." "I don't know whether she will do that.

She certainly gave me high spirits.

I used to believe that what my mother said happened to her, the night after I was born, was not true, but only a dream.
She solemnly declared that it was not, but I have always been famous for good spirits; and she may have been right, after all." There was nothing Lisle liked better than being on night picket duty.

Other men shirked it, but to him there was something delightful to stand there almost alone, rifle in hand, watching the expanse of snow for a moving figure.

There was a charm in the dead silence.