`` She 's worth all those racketing fellows put together , '' Mac would add , fumbling about to discover if the little chair was ready for her coming . That was the sort of reward Rose liked , the thanks that cheered her ; and whenever she grew very tired , one look at the green shade , the curly head so restless on the pillow , and the poor groping hands , touched her tender heart and put new spirit into the weary voice . She did not know how much she was learning , both from the books she read and the daily sacrifices she made . Stories and poetry were her delight , but Mac did not care for them ; and since his favourite Greeks and Romans were forbidden , he satisfied himself with travels , biographies , and the history of great inventions or discoveries . Rose despised this taste at first , but soon got interested in Livingstone 's adventures , Hobson 's stirring life in India , and the brave trials and triumphs of Watt and Arkwright , Fulton , and `` Palissy , the Potter . '' The true , strong books helped the dreamy girl ; her faithful service and sweet patience touched and won the boy ; and long afterward both learned to see how useful those seemingly hard and weary hours had been to them . One bright morning , as Rose sat down to begin a fat volume entitled `` History of the French Revolution , '' expecting to come to great grief over the long names , Mac , who was lumbering about the room like a blind bear , stopped her by asking abruptly , `` What day of the month is it ? '' `` The seventh of August , I believe . '' `` More than half my vacation gone , and I 've only had a week of it ! I call that hard , '' and he groaned dismally . `` So it is ; but there is more to come , and you may be able to enjoy that . '' `` May be able ! I will be able ! Does that old noodle think I 'm going to stay stived up here much longer ? '' `` I guess he does , unless your eyes get on faster than they have yet . '' `` Has he said anything more lately ? '' `` I have n't seen him , you know . Shall I begin ? this looks rather nice . '' `` Read away ; it 's all one to me . ''
And XXXXX cast himself down upon the old lounge , where his heavy head felt easiest .
Fulton Greeks Livingstone Mac Revolution Romans Watt first morning week