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In larger towns the same news item would appear thus: "Cards are out announcing the wedding of Miss Cecil Norton and Mr. Collis R. Hatcher at the home of the bride's parents, Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Norton, 1022 High street, June 15."
The following table is given as the seasonable hatchability for northern states. This is based on May hatch of 50 per cent: Most people have an exaggerated idea of the hen's success as a hatcher. I have a number of records of hen hatching with large numbers of eggs set, and they are all between 55 per cent. and 60 per cent.
The "sportsmen," Chorley and Hatcher, I never saw again though their future is not unknown to me. Chorley the brave and accomplished, but wicked Chorley was killed in a duel by a Creole of New Orleans, with whom he had quarrelled at play.
Harry Hatcher, who had gotten his horse saddled, gave it to Mosby and appropriated somebody else's mount. As Flint, at the head of his cavalry, emerged from the woods, Mosby had about twenty of his men mounted and was ready to receive him. The Union cavalry paused, somebody pulled out the gate bars at the foot of the lane, and the whole force started up toward the farm.
It was pitch dark before they found the road between Centreville and Fairfax, along which a telegraph line had been strung to connect the main cavalry camp with General Stoughton's headquarters. Mosby sent one of his men, Harry Hatcher, up a pole to cut the wire. They cut another telegraph line at Fairfax Station and left the road, moving through the woods toward Fairfax Courthouse.
The other Indians did not dare to make a move; they knew what kind of a man Hatcher was; they knew he would do as he had said, and that if they attempted a rescue he would kill their favourite chief in a second. Old Wolf shook his head defiantly in the negative. Hatcher repeated his order, getting madder all the time: "Send your young men over the hill; I tell you!"
He engaged in a horse-race and a controversy over it in 1678, and the following year he ran his horse against that of Alexander Womack, the wager being 300 pounds of tobacco. In 1683, Andrew Martin and Edward Hatcher put their horses in a contest in which the loser's horse was the stake to be won.
It was, in fact, a "free lunch," or rather supper free to any guest who chose to partake of it. Such is the custom of an American gambling-house. The rich viands did not tempt either my companion or myself. We passed the table without halting, and walked directly up to the "bank." We reached the outer circle, and looked over the shoulders of the players. "Shade of Fortuna! Chorley and Hatcher!"
I stood watching him with feelings of astonishment and admiration, mingled with anxiety for the result. What small white hands! What a brilliant jewel, sparkling on his finger a diamond! It has caught the eyes of the players, who gloat upon it as it passes back and forward to the cards. Chorley and Hatcher have both noticed it. I saw them exchange their peculiar glance as they did so.
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