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Well, I am punished, twice punished, for my prejudice and blindness. Is it too late for me to make my reparation?" He held out his hand and there was a silence of tense expectation. The Rajah's head was bowed. He did not seem to see the Colonel's movement. "You can not think I am pleading with you to save our lives," Carmichael went on with grave dignity. "We have fought for them.

Her highness moved serenely toward the door. Carmichael waited till she was gone from sight, then he stooped and picked up the fan. Herbeck at once held out his hand. "Give it to me, Herr Captain," he said, with a melancholy gentleness. "I will return it to her highness." Carmichael deliberately thrust the fan into a pocket and shook his head.

He was a progressive man and liked to extend his experiences. After sending the telegram, Miss Carmichael, quite herself by reason of the hill air, felt that she was getting along famously as a traveller, but that it was an expensive business, and she was glad to be "practically" at the end of her journey.

Sergeant Carmichael then advanced, took up the portfire, and succeeded in the attempt, but immediately fell mortally wounded. Sergeant Smith, seeing him fall, advanced at a run, but finding that the fuse was already burning, threw himself into the ditch." The age of miracles is admittedly past, but it is certain that the age of heroes existed in 1857.

Carmichael, who had been leaning forward in his place, tore himself away from the preacher with an effort, and moved where he could see the congregation. Campbell was drinking in every word as one for the first time in his life perfectly satisfied. Menzies was huddled into a heap in the top of his pew a man justly blasted by the anger of the Eternal.

Carmichael, who was the leader for the time being of one of the sections of five, was with his party to ride straight for the Boers' horses directly the attack began. The firing at the house would act as a guide to the spot where they were placed, and he was, if possible, to attack them from behind.

"And now, my dear," said good Mrs. Carmichael, patting Sara's hand, "all your troubles are over, I am sure, and you are to come home with me and be taken care of as if you were one of my own little girls; and we are so pleased to think of having you with us until everything is settled, and Mr. Carrisford is better.

I have been thus enabled to help my people here in North Carolina by giving them the new truth and the new light and pointing them on to a better way." Waverley Turner Carmichael was born at Snow Hill, Ala., in 1888, and was reared on the farm as all country negro boys are.

"You took us by surprise, Sarah," and Carmichael, after his hearty fashion, seized his housekeeper's hand; "let me bid you welcome to the manse. I hope you will be happy here, and not feel lonely." But the housekeeper only bowed, and turned to his aunt. "Dinner at six? As you were not in, and it did not seem any use consulting the woman that was here, I am preparing for that hour."

The assaulting party had first to break a way in and then get through. And they did it! The five told off to make the breach were Lieutenants Home and Salkeld, and Sergeants Carmichael, Burgess, and Smith. Some carried bags of gunpowder, and others, the fire to set them off.