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I had come down to the deck, and I saw Horner and Kerfoot vainly protest against the attempt. "By God, I'll not be robbed of my boat by any storm that ever blew out of hell!" he shouted, and though we four stood with our heads together that we might hear, his voice seemed faint and far, as though removed from us an immense distance. "Mr.
Beside him was an empty tumbler, decorated with a broken straw and a spray of withered mint. The summer air fanned through the closed blinds of the darkened room, and played with the silvery locks that straggled over the white pillow; the paper rose and fell with a crinkling noise, keeping time to the rhythm of the exhaust. Beyond this there was no movement. The Hon. I. B. Kerfoot was asleep.
"Developed himself by peeling potatoes and washing dishes. Eh, Kerfoot?" Again that worthy grunted. "Look at him now. True, he is not what you would term muscular, but still he has muscles, which is more than he had when he came aboard. Also, he has legs to stand on. You would not think so to look at him, but he was quite unable to stand alone at first."
Kerfoot in a ponderous way gave the details of a murder case, tried before him many years ago, in which the judge's charge so influenced the jury that the man was acquitted, and justly so, as was afterward proved. Yancey related an incident of the war, where he, only a drummer boy at the time, assisted, at great risk, in carrying a wounded comrade from the field.
I.B. KERFOOT, Jedge of the District Court of Fairfax County....... 1,000 shares Major THOMAS C. YANCEY, Late of the Confederate Army... 500 shares "These gentlemen are my friends, suh, and would do anythin' to oblige me." Fitz sharpened a lead pencil and without a word inserted the desired amendment. The colonel studied the document for another brief moment and struck another snag.
"Quite so," said Kerfoot, raising the emptied decanter to his eye, and replacing it again with a look at Yancey expressive of the contempt in which he held a man who could commit so mean an act. "But, Colonel," said Fitz, "can't you telegraph to-morrow and find out?" "To whom, my clear Fitz? It would take a week to get the clerk of the co'te to look through the records.
You are young and impetuous, but I know my learned friend, Judge Kerfoot, will agree with me" here Yancey patted his toy balloon complacently, and the judge leaned forward with rapt attention "when I say that if any apologies are in order they should not come from Mr. Klutchem." It was delicious to note how easily Fitz fell into the oratorical method of his hearers.
The Honorable I. B. Kerfoot, presiding judge of the district court of Fairfax County, Virginia, and the gallant Major Thomas C. Yancey, late of the Confederate army, had been the colonel's guests at his hospitable house in Bedford Place for a period of six days and six nights, when my cards two were given to Chad, together with my verbal hopes that both gentlemen were within.
Men who make politics a trade would hesitate to record their names against the proposed Constitutional Amendment, advocated by the leaders of the great religious denominations of the land, and indorsed by such men as Bishop Simpson, Bishop McIlvaine, Bishop Eastburn, President Finney, Prof. Lewis, Prof. Seelye, Bishop Huntington, Bishop Kerfoot, Dr. Patterson, Dr.
"Stand by to let that jib over, you Oofty!" Wolf Larsen commanded, the very second we had finished with the boat. "Kelly, come aft and slack off the main-sheet! You, Kerfoot, go for'ard and see what's become of Cooky! Mr. Van Weyden, run aloft again, and cut away any stray stuff on your way!" And having commanded, he went aft with his peculiar tigerish leaps to the wheel.
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