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It was snapping cold weather, but the sun had been bright this day and for three hours or more the friends had enjoyed themselves on the ice. "Surely Hiram Bassett hasn't turned his cows out in this weather," laughed Helen. "But maybe he has turned out his bull," said Ruth. "You know how ugly that creature is. And there's the sign."
He felt sure of his facts, and that the lady's rings on her fingers made her a legitimate and natural corollary to a bull with one on its nose. "The lady would be my Cousin Philippa," said Sister Nora. "She's always figged up to the nines. Dave took her for a drive in the carriage didn't you, Dave?"
He dared not take the responsibility of taking my life, but when these unfortunate men, whose one-idea-ism on the subject of slavery and Southern rights has become insanity when these irresponsible South Carolinians, sent out to be bull dogs and blood hounds for Atchison and Stringfellow when they could be used as tools to take my life, he was ready to do it.
The latter had examined the bull in the island and had passed on to Paris, not suspecting there would be haste to sell him. Beauchamp, seeing the bull advertized, took him on trust, galloped to the nearest telegraph station forthwith, and so obtained possession of him; and the bull was now shipped on the voyage.
"Why, when we poor mortals can pack two or three meanings into one sentence, it were mere blasphemy not to believe that your miraculous bull means everything that any man in Florence likes it to mean."
"The river must be over there, hidden by those willows," said Lindsay. "I hope we shan't meet a bull," said Cicely, looking nervously at a group of cattle in the distance. "Oh, come along! You're surely not afraid of cows!" They had soon crossed the field and reached the shade of the willows by the water's edge. The low bank was covered with reeds and rushes.
I shouted the paean of victory, and was answered by a loud "cooey" from the valley and the voice of my friend Mr. B. calling out, "I have killed a splendid cow and dispersed the herd. The bull and several cows are gone down the valley towards the plains." All the party, with the exception of Tom N., were soon assembled round the body of B.'s cow, which was black and fine-limbed.
It was not the dazed, panic-stricken, panic anguish that followed Fredericksburg or the second Bull Run. It was not the indignant, fretful wrath that rebuked official culpability for the destruction of the grand campaign on the Peninsula.
Somehow it seemed to the man her beauty had intensified in its appeal since the day of her supreme confidence in the cause for which she had so devotedly fought. "A favour?" he laughed. "Why, I'm just glad." Even while he spoke Bull remembered his talk with Bat Harker when he had listened to a wealth of pitying comment upon the feelings and opinions he had then laid bare.
And his answer came on the instant. "Why, marry," he said. Bat nodded. "That's queer," he said. "I guessed you'd answer that way." "Why?" Bat folded his arms across his broad chest. "You're young," he replied. Bull laughed again. "Better say it," he cried. "An' darn foolish." "No, I hadn't that in mind. No, Bull. If I had your years I guess I'd feel that way, too. I wonder "
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