He drew the large rocking-chair from the kitchen-where winter and summer it occupied a place by the window, that Bertrand in his moments of rest and leisure might sit and read the war news aloud to his wife as she worked-out to a cool grass plot by the door, so that he might still be near enough to chat with his daughter, while enjoying the morning air.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
We entered and had a short chat with each family.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
At every breathing spell, when we got together for a little chat, Ah-we-lah's hand, with pointed finger, was directed to some spot on the horizon or some low-lying cloud, with the shout of "Noona?"
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook