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Without a word of letter-press they would have formed an excellent travel-book; taken in conjunction with Mrs. Boyd's narrative they are irresistible." Illustrated by A.S. Boyd Extracts from Reviews
'Be sorry at corruption. Rutherford. Out of various published and unpublished writings of her day we are able to gather an interesting and impressive picture of Lady Boyd's life and character. But there was a carefully written volume of manuscript, that I much fear she must have burned when on her death-bed, that would have been invaluable to us to-night.
But while we Chicago fellows were cantering along in a bunch, watching each other, he got the rail." "From the way her father spoke and acted I judged he had somebody in sight." Boyd's eyes were keenly alight, and Clyde continued. "We've just got to keep her in Chicago, and you're the one to do it. I tell you, old man, she has missed you.
Will's heart warmed at once to the little man who continued to whistle forth a volume of clear song, and whose face was perhaps the happiest he had ever seen. Boyd stepped suddenly from the shielding brushwood and extended his hand. "Tom Bent," he said, "put 'er there!" "Thar she is," said Giant Tom, placing his palm squarely in Boyd's. "My young friend, Mr.
He had not spoken to Mildred of Marsh. Perhaps if she knew the truth, she would love him better, and even now her assistance would not be valueless. "Do you know that Mr. Marsh is to blame for all of Boyd's misfortune?" she said. "Boyd's?" "Yes, Boyd's, of course. Oh, let us not pretend I call him by his first name.
Doctor Boyd's right hand sought his hip pocket, and he faced in the direction from which the voice came. The intruder guessed his intention and spoke hastily. "Fo' God's sake, doan shoot, suh. I'se Sam." And to confirm his statement he struck a match and held it so that his features were visible by the flickering flame.
Bricks to warm the bed, hot soup of Mam Gusta's expert concocting, a thick onion poultice to ease the pain in throat and chest and draw out inflammation: every one of those were as far beyond reach now as Oak Hill itself! For a moment Drew was gripped with a panic born of utter frustration. "Shelly? You there, Shelly?" Boyd's hoarse voice came from the dark. "I'm sure thirsty, Shelly!"
The adventurer had left his companions alone much of the time during the trip greatly to Boyd's relief, for the fellow was an unconscionable bore and had thus allowed them time to perfect their plans and thresh out numberless details. "I grabbed another farmer's son at supper just got through with him. He was good for three-fifty." "Three hundred and fifty dollars?" questioned Balt. "Yep!
"Say it, Betty," encouraged Miss Ferris, and Betty began, explaining how Madeline had happened to think of the hazing, relating the absurdities that she and the rest had devised, dwelling on Ruth Howard's clever impersonation and Josephine Boyd's effective egg-scrambling. Gradually Dr. Hinsdale's expression softened, and when she repeated Carline Dodge's absurd retort, he laughed like a boy.
I have spoken of Lady Boyd's diary. 'She used every night, says Livingstone, 'to write what had been the state of her soul all day, and what she had observed of the Lord's doing. When all her neighbours were lying down without fear, her candle went not out till she had taken pen and ink and had called herself to a strict account for the past day.
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