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As soon as the I.W.W. article was done, Carl had to begin on his paper to be read before the Economic Association, just after Christmas, in Philadelphia. That was fun working over. "Come up here and let me read you this!" And we'd go over that much of the paper together. Then more reading to Miss Van Doren, more correctings, finally finishing it just the day before he had to leave.
He evidently suffered pain, but, as he had said, he was game, and in the end they hoisted him to the limb, where he clung watching the next rescue. It happened that Asa was the second to be pulled out. Meanwhile Dock was in great distress of mind. All his nerve seemed to have gone, for he kept pleading with Carl not to think of having revenge because of the way he had harmed him.
But you may well imagine that to one usually so independent of others, the annoyances to which I am exposed through Carl are often utterly insupportable, and above all with regard to his mother; I am only too glad to hear nothing of her, which is the cause of my avoiding her name.
She did not sleep well, and all night she saw the window lighted in her neighbor's room. She told the doctor that Carl Linnæus fell asleep with the candle burning every single night, and sometime he would upset it and they would all be burned in their beds. The doctor nodded grimly; he knew the young scamps. No doubt they both sat up playing cards till dawn; but he would teach them.
"Look here, Carl, how far have you walked with it this morning?" "About twelve miles." "Then, of course, you're tired, and require rest. Just jump on that bicycle, and I'll take the gripsack. If you have carried it twelve miles, I can surely carry it one." "You are very kind, Gilbert." "Why shouldn't I be?" "But it is imposing up on your good nature."
From the meaningless raving of the white, drawn lips came at last a single sentence of lucid revelation. Philip leaped and shook him roughly by the shoulder. "Carl, think! think!" he cried fiercely. "For God's sake, think! You don't know what you are saying!" But Carl repeated the statement again and again, and Philip's eyes grew sombre.
I know of no other man in South Carolina who could have filled the position. I remain, general, very respectfully, your obedient servant, JNO. P. HATCH, Brevet Major General Commanding. General CARL SCHURZ. No. 5. Charleston, S.C., July 24, 1865.
At Hamburg, Caroline was too ill to continue the tour; she was about to become a mother, and Carl was compelled to go on without her, but he wrote her daily letters full of devotion. It was the first separation of their married life. Later she rejoined him, and at Hamburg, the oyster entered once more into Weber's domestic career.
Two hours later, at a lonely point of the road, an ill-looking tramp, who had been reclining by the wayside, jumped up, and addressed him in a menacing tone: "Young feller, shell over all the money you have got, or I'll hurt you! I'm hard up, and I won't stand no nonsense." Carl started and looked into the face of the tramp.
It would serve you all right if she walked off with Carl. I like him because he appreciates her more than you do." Emil frowned. "What are you talking about, Marie? Alexandra's all right. She and I have always been good friends. What more do you want? I like to talk to Carl about New York and what a fellow can do there." "Oh, Emil! Surely you are not thinking of going off there?" "Why not?
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