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Hosmer was relieved to find the little parlor into which he was ushered, with its adjoining dining-room, much changed. The carpets which he and Fanny had gone out together to buy during the early days of their housekeeping, were replaced by rugs that lay upon the bare, well polished floors. The wall paper was different; so were the hangings. The furniture had been newly re-covered.
A vast majority of those who would have woman industrious shut her up to a few kinds of work. My judgment in this matter is that a woman has a right to do anything that she can do well. There should be no department of merchandise, mechanism, art, or science barred against her. If Miss Hosmer has genius for sculpture, give her a chisel.
Your wedding was arranged, then, for the Friday. Was it to be in church?" "Yes, sir, but very quietly. It was to be at St. Saviour's, near King's Cross, and we were to have breakfast afterwards at the St. Pancras Hotel. Hosmer came for us in a hansom, but as there were two of us, he put us both into it, and stepped himself into a four-wheeler, which happened to be the only other cab in the street.
"For years after I came home I read the newspapers to see if I could find any notice of the statue of Zenobia; and I did at length see this announcement: 'The statue of Zenobia, by Miss Hosmer, is on exhibition at Childs & Jenks'. "It was after five years. All through those five years, Miss Hosmer had kept her projects steadily turned in this direction.
You did not exactly act the part of one, it seems to me. Her Majesty's officials ought to have at least the manners of a gentleman." "You are hard on me, Captain Hosmer!" "A man is apt to be hard where his daughters are lightly treated." "I came to apologize. Do you wish me to see the young ladies in person?" "By no means! Keep as far from them as possible is all I ask. They have their friends."
Sorenson, enraged by his son's injury and burning for revenge, was oblivious to all else but his passion, while Janet Hosmer, divided between contempt and fear, had but the single thought of ridding herself of the man. "You cannot injure me," she said, in reply to his savage utterance. "I'll drive you and your father out of this town and this state," he exclaimed.
Fortunately, both the engineer and conductor saw the boy, as he leaped to the ground, and the signal to start was not obeyed. Recovering his balance, Bob ran toward Hosmer. As he drew near enough for the conductor to see his white, excited face, he exclaimed: "Where have you been? I thought you were in the cab with Barney." "I I tried to go back over the cars," stammered Bob.
She spends much of her time now in England. She is still passionately fond of riding, the Empress of Austria, who owns more horses than any woman in the world, declaring "that there was nothing she looked forward to with more interest in Rome, than to see Miss Hosmer ride."
Time was nothing to him; he was long and fastidious." His favourite pupil, Miss Hosmer, once expressed regret to him that she had been so long about a piece of work on which she was engaged. "Always try to do the best you can," Gibson answered. "Never mind how long you are upon a work no. No one will ask how long you have been, except fools. You don't care what fools think."
The caved bank now remained fixed; but Hosmer knew that at any instant it was liable to disappear before his riveted gaze. How heavy the flat was! And the horses had caught the contagion of terror and were plunging madly. “Whip those horses and their load into the river,” called Hosmer, “we’ve got to lighten at any price.” “Them horses an’ cotton’s worth money,” interposed the alarmed teamster.
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