Aunt Vic's gonna read us a letter from our Alabama cousin and one your Grandpa Dave wrote years ago-before you were even born.
Side by side, they skirted around Mama's cape jasmine bush and went over the fence in one big leap-like they'd been practicing together for days, Grandpa said.
Grandpa was talking low and quick, as much to himself as to me and Mama.
Grandpa was sitting in the hot sunshine, his hat tilted down over his eyes and his Gazette spread out across his knees.
But Mama said I wasn't old enough to start to school, Papa said my legs weren't long enough, and Grandpa Thad said I still had to eat a lot more baked sweet 'taters.
Before Mama could tell Grandpa that Mildredge, as he always called Mierd, was over at Aunt Lovie's, we saw Wiley come bounding across the corner of our yard, heading toward the road.
It was a little oak chair some old, old grandpaman had whittled out for Papa when he was a boy.
Grandpa Thad and Grandma Ming were nearly there because their house was just the other side of the dying Chinaberry tree.
Grandpa was busy trying to get the smut and smoke out of a lamp chimney.
Grandpa had said lots of times that Mister Hawk couldn't hear it thunder.
What's Grandpa and peach seeds got to do with the Armistice?
I wondered why Mama always askedGrandpa if he'd say grace.
Then, all of a sudden, Grandma threw down her knitting and started calling Grandpa Thad as loud as she could holler!
She started talking toGrandpa and her husband Henry about how dim the lamplight seemed.
There is grandpa calling, I will go and see what he wants.
Now Jeanne, let's make grandpa some nice pone bread; the meal is fresh and sweet.
With the blue I made granny some mits and grandpa some socks but I kept the red for your Christmas gift and last night I finished it.
Sometimes grandpa calls and when I go to him he asks: 'Did you hear that?
But no man could really know unless he tried the journey himself; how could Grandpa Seeley have forecast the rain and the sea of mud?
For a moment Grandpa lost himself in the dreamy introspectiveness of the very old.
Grandpa Seeley was blind and probably he found his way around the house because nobody ever moved anything.
He left, and Grandpa asked Joe, "What do you want to know about?
I've told you everything that's to be told," Grandpa assured him.
Grandpa Seeley had lived in the west until just a few years ago, and probably he'd be there yet if his body had been equal to the task of keeping him there.
Grandpa Seeley was going nowhere, not ever again in his entire life.
Taller than his tall son, Grandpa Seeley was stocky like John and straight.
Grandpa Seeley had told him as much as any man could tell another about going to Oregon.
Grandpa Seeley had advised him to load the wagon heavily with food, and Joe had followed the advice.
Grandpa Dinsmore has been telling us very interesting things about Bermuda.
All heard it with satisfaction, for Grandpa and Grandma Dinsmore were pleasant traveling companions.
There was a moment of subdued silence, thenGrandpa Dinsmore went on.
The goat-wagon and the other things were soon landed, and then Grandpa Martin and one of the hired men went back for the last load.
Yes, you may do that," saidGrandpa Martin with a smile.
With their mother, they were spending the long summer vacation on Cherry Farm, the country home of Grandpa Martin outside the town of Elmburg, near Clover Lake.
Grandpa Martin was raking up around the tents, so no one saw the Curlytops slip away.
We can make one of leaves and branches, just like the bower we made for Nicknack before grandpa put up the little board barn for him.
That was to be his stable until a better one could be built by Grandpa Martin--one that would keep Nicknack dry when it rained.
Well, maybe it was a tramp and perhaps it wasn't," said Grandpa Martin.
I know you saw some one, Curly Girl," and grandpa smiled at her.
It was a fine camp that Grandpa Martin made, and he knew just how to do it right, even to digging little trenches, or ditches, around the tents so the water would run off when it stormed.
It is queer," said Grandpa Martin, when he came up and heard what had taken place.
I'm goin' to tell grandpa and have him bring a lantern.
Oh, well, I guess grandpa won't be 'fraid of tramps on the island.
There's grandpa and the expressman with them now," went on Ted, as the two men came from the freight house with a number of bundles.
Grandpa Martin was going back in the rowboat to the mainland to get a few things that had been forgotten, and also another bag of salt.
I remember grandpa used to say he didn't believe she could get a bean into the middle of her bread.
He was there a good spell after your grandpa died.
It was only just before grandpa died," said Fleda.
I dare say grandpa would have bought some nuts, but I had a great deal rather have those we get ourselves, and then the fun of getting them, besides, is the best part.
Grandma in the armchair with a tube to her ear, that is, grandpa in the arm-chair, with a tube to his ear and grandma.
A few days later grandpa went to thank the Count for my rescue.
Curt said that grandpamade his fortune by questionable means.
In the entire fortune of your grandpa there is not a single copper that was not earned by him in the most honest way.
While grandpa and Fred were talking, they suddenly heard a loud cry of distress from the hen in the coop, quickly followed by the cluck, cluck, with which she summoned her chickens under her wings.
Grandpa now took his cane and walked to the door, determined, as the appeal was made to him, to watch the motions of the robins, and try to help them if they were in trouble.
O, yes, as easily as the robins in the tree will find their way back to our farm when spring comes again," said grandpa with a smile.
I will help you make a table," said grandpa to Fred; "and I think we can manage to put together a very pretty one between us.
An hour or two later, grandpa sat in his arm chair under the shade of the graceful elm.
It was Jennie Chipmunk, the little girl who lived with Grandpa and Grandma Lightfoot, the squirrel grandparents of Johnnie and Billie Bushytail, you know.
You see he was home all alone, for his mother and Brighteyes had gone calling on Grandpa and Grandma Lightfoot, the squirrels and Dr.
One morning during the Civil War, I saw two of my neighbors, Grandpa Smith and his grandson, crossing our orchard, one carrying a scythe and the other a pitchfork.
One is a pure Alderney, grandpa says, and is of a beautiful fawn color: the other is red and white.
Grandpa let us name them: so we called them Buttercup and Daisy.
It's clean enough," Grandpa protested, but in vain.
All was silent below, except for the peaceful snoring of Mrs. Philander and the little Keelers, which was responded to from some remote western corner of the Ark by the triumphant snores of Grandma and Grandpa Keeler.
I said that I should like that best, so I went into the "old folks'" class with Grandma and Grandpa Keeler.
Grandpa coughed, and coughed again, and raised his eyes helplessly to the window.
When she had finished, Grandpa shook his head with painful earnestness, reverting to the former subject of discussion.
Grandpa was silent a little while, then coughed again.
Neddy couldn't help laughing, for he often wanted to do just such things, but never dared, because grandpa was a very stern old gentleman, and no one took liberties with him.
Grandpa took naps in the afternoon on the piazza, and he was dozing comfortably when Jocko swung down from the grape-vine by his long tail, and tickled the old gentleman on the nose with a straw.
Grandpa sneezed, and opened one eye to brush away the fly as he supposed.
Kate wailed, and Mary scolded; but Aunt Jane and grandpa laughed, and Neddy chased Jock into the garden with the broom.
Even grandpa smiled, especially when puss dashed up a tree, and Jock tumbled off.
The surprise will be Grandpa Franks trying to communicate inside of the double slate, with your assistance holding the slate and all of your friends influence combined.
Madam Ehrenborg withheld her message to-day to add her strength and help grandpa with his surprise to mamma and you.
It wasn't grandpa I dreamed about--it was Santa Claus.
Mary thought hard, trying to remember exactly what Daddy and Grandpa had said, why they said the Transformation was a bad thing, and why she believed and agreed with them so strongly.
My grandpa York was so bad 'bout runnin' 'way Marse Billy made him wear long old horns.
And dere grandpa was a-sottin' wid dem horns on his head.
I don't know what my Grandma done 'cause she died 'fore I was borned, but I 'members Grandpa Stafford well enough.
My grandpahunted 'possums at night and fetched in two and three at a time.
Marse Billy let grandpa go fishin' and he was all time bringin' back a passel of minnows and other fishes.
Grandma Becky and Grandpa Stafford was de fust slaves Marse Alec ever had, and dey sho had a passel of chillun.
My Pappy and grandpa was de wust ones 'bout gittin' licked.
At dat grandpa dropped dem horns, and lit a rag to de woods and it tuk de dogs days to find him.
Grandpa Stafford had a sore laig and Marse Lordnorth looked atter him and had Uncle Jim dress dat pore old sore laig evvy day.
Her name was Ca'line and she lived widGrandpa Abe on another plantation.
Grandpa Stafford never had to holler at 'em but one time.
That night the Beecham men went to the nearest dumps and found enough seats to make a bed for Grandpa and Grandma and the baby.
Grandpa and Daddy talked with others about making the driver give them rest and food; but there was nothing they could do: the padrone, back in Philadelphia, already had their money for the trip.
Grandpa and Daddy had time first to knock together stools and a table, and to find on a dumpheap a little old stove, which they propped up and mended so Grandma could cook on it.
The Beechams had never thought of doing so, since Grandpa had his cobbling and Daddy his photograph finishing.
He said there wasn't any," Grandpa reported later.
Her knees were so sore that night that Grandpabought her overalls.
Rose-Ellen, you run down to the shop and tell Grandpa supper's spoiling.
But Grandpa said if he couldn't buy our wish he'd get it some other way.
We used to go there every summer before dear grandpa failed in business, and had to move out to the country, to the only home left him, the little farm where I first knew you.
Grandpa died in the meantime, and when the mortgage was paid off on the farm, there was so little left that I came to New York to earn my bread.
She did not know how tired old folks are, how their bones ache, and their eyes get dim after they have lived and worked so long and so hard; and poor grandpa could not remember how he felt when he was a rosy naughty little boy himself.
This was great praise from father, the most silent of men generally, and so little given to expressing his feelings that Polypod could not remember that he ever kissed her but once, and that was the day grandpa died.
But before spring came grandpa died one day, and there was a funeral.
They listened while dear grandpa then Gave thanks for daily bread.
Round and 'round went grandpa and May, Hungry as two little children at play.
Off in far dreamland were grandpaand May, Looking for goodies for Thanksgiving Day.
Pet and grandpa watched them all, Wond'ring that they did not fall.
Finding at last a table all spread, Grandpa and May sat down at the head.
I'd tell my poor mama To give him away To grandpaand grandma, And there make him stay.
Just as grandpa took a bite, Sleeping pet then moved a mite, Slipped and fell from grandpa's lap, Right then ended grandpa's nap.
Onward and onward went grandpa and May, Looking for goodies for Thanksgiving Day.
If your grandpa found Chess here when he got home to-night, there'd be a reckoning!
She attracted the attention of little Eric Cloke, and showed him the pictures of the Katzenjammer Kids and Foxy Grandpain the newspaper.
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "grandpa" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word.
