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"Who said so?" flashed Miss Chisholm, reddening. "Why, I saw Len to-night, sort of lurking round the power-house, and he told me he had 'em in that little cottage, across the creek, where the lumbermen used to live. Said Mollie was in agony because nobody came near her." "Oh, that makes me furious!" said Patricia, passionately. "I'll see about it to-morrow. Nobody went near her?
The cutter was rigged with a dipping lug and a spritsail; so, no sooner had crusty old Draper given his laconic answer to Mr Chisholm, than the latter sang out to Larrikins, who was in the bows. "Look out there forrud!" he cried. "Stand by to dip!"
The fields are dotted with hummocks where men and horses lie buried. Just as I was sailing for America in March, 1915, the house where the women live and work was shelled. They came to La Panne, but later Mrs. Knocker and Miss Chisholm returned to Pervyse to go on with their work, which is famous throughout the Belgian army.
There was silence amongst us for a moment. This was a new vista down which we were looking, and it was full of thick shadow. As for me, I began to recollect things. According to the evidence which Chisholm had got from the British Linen Bank at Peebles, John Phillips had certainly come from Panama. Just as certainly he had made for Tweedside.
Miss Chisholm, who had the quality of grace and could double herself up comfortably on the floor like a child, became thoughtful over the class annual. "The Dicky, and the Hasty Pudding!" she commented. "Weren't you the Smarty?" Paul, who was standing with a well-worn pillow in his hand, turned and said hungrily: "Oh, you know Harvard?" "Why, I'm Radcliffe!" she said simply. Paul was stupefied.
Chisholm rested satisfied with lecturing, her project, she was persuaded, would never have got beyond the region of talk; but when people saw what she was doing and had actually accomplished, they fell in with her views and came forward to help her.
Come, now, on your oath yes or no?" "Yes!" admitted Chisholm; "he did." "But he just as readily admitted he was in possession of Crone's purse? Again yes or no?" "Yes," said Chisholm. "Yes that's so." That was all Mr. Lindsey asked Chisholm. It was not much more that he asked the doctor. But there was more excitement about what he did ask him arising out of something that he did in asking it.
The horizon, too what we could see of it, that is, through the spray was covered with a mass of inky clouds, almost blue-black in hue, that covered by degrees the whole of the heavens, with the exception of a round spot right overhead that looked like a gigantic eye. Mr Chisholm, who, young though he was, had the sight of a hawk, spotted this at once. "Hullo, Draper!" he cried, pointing aloft.
I had better say that I retire from the position abandon the idea." Chisholm started and his florid face grew redder, while Vane, in place of embarrassment, was conscious of a somewhat grim amusement. It seemed curious that a man of Chisholm's stamp should have any pride. "What am I to understand by that?" Chisholm asked with some asperity. "I think that what I said explained it.
It was in November, 1823, that George Keefer, J. Northrop, Thomas Merritt, William Chisholm, Joseph Smith, Paul Shipman, George Adams, John Decoes, and William Hamilton Merritt, advertised in the Upper Canada Gazette that, as freeholders of the district of Niagara, they intended to petition the legislature at the next session of parliament, to incorporate a company for the purpose of connecting the Lakes Erie and Ontario, by a canal capable of carrying boats of from twenty to forty tons burthen, by the following route: To commence at Chippewa, ten miles above the mouth of that creek, on the farm of John Brown, from thence to the head of the middle branch of the twelve mile creek, at G. Vanderbarrack's, from thence to John Decoes, passing over to the west branch of the twelve mile creek, on the farm of Adam Brown, and continuing along the said stream to Lake Ontario.
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