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"Yes, I do, Sir; and I defy you or any other man to say it ain't a funny story." "Oh dear, dear," said Mr. Hopewell, "that I should have lived to see the day when you, my son, would dare to speak of a Divine judgment as a funny story, and that you should presume so to address me." "A judgment, Sir?" "Yes, a judgment, Sir." "Do you call the story of Lot's wife a judgment?"
Through the thick trees the moonlight searched out the side porch of Hopewell Drugg's store. The plaintive notes of the storekeeper's violin breathed tenderly out upon the evening air: "Darling, I am growing old Silver threads among the gold," sighed Janice, happily. "And that is Miss 'Rill beside him there on the porch don't you see her?" "I see," said Nelson. "Mrs.
Hopewell, "how do you do? I am going to your cottage; but I am an old man now; take my arm it will support me in my walk." It was thus that this good man, while honouring this poor woman, avoided the appearance of condescension, and received her arm as a favour to himself. She commenced thanking him for his sermon in the morning.
And after I had receiued my Commission, instructions, and her Maiesties letters, I departed from London the 14. of August in the yeere 1585. in a tall ship called the Ascension, in the company of the Minion and Hopewell, and we all arriued in safetie at Azafi a port of Barbary, the 14. of September next following.
To get together the money that specialist demands to treat Lottie's eyes, you must endeavor to increase your trade. Make the store just as attractive as possible. That's business, I believe. Daddy would say so, I am sure." Hopewell allowed himself to be convinced. There was not a store in town as attractive as Drugg's, after Clean-Up Day. The whole of Poketown, indeed, was in a new dress.
"It won't pay them in the end if this keeps up," said Janice, listening to the stamping and the laughter and the harsh sounds of violins and piano. "Surely Hopewell isn't making all that that music?" "I'll go in and see. I shouldn't wonder if he was not playing at all now. Maybe one of the boys has got his fiddle." "Oh, no!
As the march of the British army till it passed Crosswick was up the Delaware, and only at a small distance from that river, Washington, who left Valley Forge on the day that Sir Henry Clinton evacuated Philadelphia, found it necessary to take a circuitous route and pass the river higher up at Coryell's Ferry, where he crossed it on the 22d and took post at Hopewell on the high grounds in that vicinity, and remained during the 23d in that position.
A few of the merchants patterned after Hopewell Drugg, brightened up their stores, and exposed only fresh goods for sale. But these few changes only made the general run of Poketown institutions appear more slovenly. The contrast was that of a new pair of shoes, or a glossy hat, on a ragged beggar!
"She couldn't have married him otherwise." "And was Hopewell their only child?" "Yes. He seldom saw his father, but he fairly worshiped him. His father was a handsome man and he used to play his violin for Hopewell. It was this very instrument my husband prizes so greatly now. When Mr. Drugg died the violin was hid away for years in the garret.
"People prefer the big shops on High Street." "There's not much choice between them and yours, I believe," declared Janice. "They're handier." "You've got your own neighborhood. You used to have customers." "Oh, yes. But that's when the store was new." "Make it new again," cried Janice, feeling a good deal as though she would like to shake this hopeless man. Hopewell, indeed!
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