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Please let them go free." "I want my son to be buried in a box like the white people," said Chief Edem. "Will Bwana Ovens make a fine box for my son?" "I will make a coffin for your son if you will let the prisoners go free," said Mr. Ovens. "No, no," said Chief Edem. "Then I will not make a box for you." "Well, then I will let some go free," said Chief Edem.

He said, "It is not meet to do this ignominy unto Daniel the prophet, but I command you to measure the bridge from both sides, and to take the coffin of Daniel and place it inside another coffin of crystal, so that the wooden coffin be within that of crystal, and to suspend this from the middle of the bridge by a chain of iron; at this spot you must build a synagogue for all comers, so that whoever wishes to pray there, be he Jew or Gentile, may do so."

Practically you are a man who ought to be in your coffin at peace in Potter's field who, by the mere mechanic habit of existence, mournfully parades the public streets, holding up a banner with some strange device, the scoff of the pitiless wayfarer as like as not supporting against an empty stomach the savoury advertisement of some newly opened restaurant.

Jeeminnetticus! says Hadds, 'when he mixes coffin varnish for a man you'd think he was scramblin' eggs. Come on, Washy, he says, 'while you got the price. You'd like the business. "One night it happened Bitter Water Simpson was borne on the wings of evening to my place of business, and he calculated that the last two cards in the box would come out, queen first, trey next.

François was already persuaded into setting to work with his pick, and, I should most certainly have been speedily interred, had it not been for the timely arrival of a village wag, who, planking himself unobserved behind a tombstone close to my coffin, burst out laughing in the most sepulchral fashion.

It's ominous, thinks I. A Coffin my Innkeeper upon landing in my first whaling port; tombstones staring at me in the whalemen's chapel, and here a gallows! and a pair of prodigious black pots too! Are these last throwing out oblique hints touching Tophet?

Augusta walked up to the bed and gently lifted the sheet, revealing the sweet face, fringed round about with golden hair, of little Jeannie, in her coffin. Eustace gave an exclamation, and started back violently. He had not been prepared for such a sight; indeed it was the first such sight that he had ever seen, and it shocked him beyond words.

Behind them came several mailed knights, with the emblems of the deepest mourning on their garments and helmets, and among those nearest to the Emperor Eva perceived her heart almost stood still the person whom she had least expected to meet here Heinz Schorlin. Whilst she was gathering the flowers for her mother's coffin his image had almost vanished from her mind.

And yet, I am told, undertakers, after hours, go singing home to supper, and spend their evenings at the movies like us rougher folk. It was David Copperfield, you recall, who dined with an undertaker and his family in the room, no doubt, next to the coffin storage and he remarked at the time how cheerfully the joint went round.

We had just heard the burial service in Appleton Chapel read by Phillips Brooks over the coffin of James Russell Lowell; then we rode together on the crowded platform of a street-car to the grave at Mount Auburn; a rough and jostling company on the platform, and in my mind a throng of deep and melancholy thoughts. I never saw him again.