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For I believe that we ought to teach a boy how to use his hands as well as his brain; that he ought to begin his history lessons in the present and work back to B.C. about the time he is ready to graduate; that he ought to know a good deal about the wheat belt before he begins loading up with the list of Patagonian products; that he ought to post up on Abraham Lincoln and Grover Cleveland and Thomas Edison first, and save Rameses Second to while away the long winter evenings after business hours, because old Rameses is embalmed and guaranteed to keep anyway; that if he's inclined to be tonguey he ought to learn a living language or two, which he can talk when a Dutch buyer pretends he doesn't understand English, before he tackles a dead one which in all probability he will only give decent interment in his memory.
"There, there! That's quite sufficient, thank you. Do you know any of those men?" he asked, turning to the workman. "Yes, sir, I guess I do." "Very well. Go up and bring two of them here; not more than two, understand." Jed's accuser departed. Major Grover resumed his catechizing. "What were you doing here?" he asked. "Eh? Me?
The shadows were deep in the little living-room now, but Ruth felt that he was leaning forward and looking at her. "Yes," he said, after a moment. "Yes . . . but I don't know as I know exactly what you mean, do I?" "You don't yet. But I hope you will be glad when you do. Jed, you like Major Grover, don't you?" Jed did not move perceptibly, but she heard his chair creak.
You like Major Grover? Please say you do." Jed rose slowly from his chair. He passed a hand in dazed fashion across his forehead. "Yes," he said, again. "The major's a fine man. . . . I do congratulate you, ma'am." "Oh, Jed! Not that way. As if you meant it." "Eh? . . . I I do mean it. . . . I hope I hope you'll be real happy, both of you, ma'am." "Oh, not that Ruth."
This arrangement was not altogether satisfactory, for it deprived Mark of the pleasure of his future brother-in-law's escort, which was a great loss, and also of the prospect of finding Grover at his journey's end, on which he had reckoned with some confidence.
Which being the case, there's no use wasting any more time or thought on the matter. So after this self-communication, I usually says to the young feller under observation by the death watch, 'Cheerio, m'lad. Is there anything in particular as you'd like to discuss. "I was a bit thick with the Abyssinian prince, Grover Redding, you recall.
The latest American lady violinist to gain honours abroad is Miss Leonora Jackson, who won the Mendelssohn state prize at Berlin, in 1898, and who has gained a great reputation by her performances before the most important musical organisations in Europe. Miss Jackson was fortunate enough to attract the attention of Mrs. Grover Cleveland, who admired her talent, and, with Mr.
One of the Republican electors, John W. Watts, was postmaster in a small office, and was therefore declared to be ineligible; and Governor Grover gave the certificate to E. A. Cronin, who had received 1,049 fewer votes than Watts, but who had the largest number of the three Democratic candidates for electors.
When this frightful raid was taking place, Lieutenant Beecher, with his three scouts Comstock, Grover, and Parr was on Walnut Creek.
There were lances instead of sabres, but the pistols and carbines, or rifles, were just as good as those carried by the cavalry. The red men were all trained and experienced soldiers, under capable leaders, and it looked as if all they had to do was to choose a good position and wait for Captain Grover and his men, and destroy them all.
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