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On the following day, the discussion was continued by Mr. Lane, of Indiana, who addressed the Senate in a speech of two hours' duration. Mr. Lane seldom occupied the time of the Senate by speech-making, but when he felt it his duty to speak, none upon the floor attracted more marked attention, both from the importance of his matter and the impressiveness of his manner. Much of Mr.
"And whence do you spring from in this unexpected fashion?" my colleague asked. "You look as if you had been making professional visits." "I have. The base of operations is in Lower Kennington Lane." "Ah! Then you are 'back once more on the old trail'?" "Yes," I answered, with a laugh, "'the old trail, the long trail, the trail that is always new." "And leads nowhere," Thorndyke added grimly.
It should be noted, as against the claim of Lane, that Stowe in his "Annales" says: "Tobacco was first brought and made known in England by Sir John Hawkins, about the year 1565, but not used by Englishmen in many years after, though at this time commonly used by most men and many women."
It was arranged that we should leave from Jack's house in Park Lane, and as we wanted to reach Southampton early, our start was to be at nine o'clock.
Ambulances poured through the lane, in solemn procession, and now and then, couples of privates bore by some wounded officer, upon a canvas "stretcher." The lane proving too narrow, at length, for the passing vehicles, the gate-posts and fence were torn up, and finally, the soldiers made a footway of the hall of the dwelling.
"He saved my life," said Juliet to herself, "and that it is which has brought him to this. He has a claim to me. I am his property. He found me a castaway on the shore of Death, and gave me his life to live with. He must not suffer where I can prevent it." She was on the point of yielding. The same moment she heard a step in the lane approaching the door. "If you love me, do go now, dear Mr.
"Oh, what a beauty of a creature! how did it ever come into our farmyard," cried the delighted children; and started off after it, to catch it if possible. But they ran, and they ran through the gate and out into the lane; and the guinea-fowl still ran on before them, until, turning round a corner, they lost sight of it, and immediately saw something else, equally curious.
I simply could not live through another day of anxiety. That afternoon, at the time appointed for the ceremony, when I turned from Flying Sparrow Street into Tube Rose Lane a strange sight met my eyes. It was clean. For once in the history of the Quarter poverty and crime had taken a bath and were indulging in an open holiday. It had gone still farther.
At Butternut Lane she got out and made her way to the old white house midway of the square. A little boy was perched on the gate post, swinging a pair of fat legs and trying to whistle. There was no lack of effort on his part, but the whistle for some reason refused to come. He tried hooking a small finger inside the corners of his mouth; he tried it with teeth together and teeth apart.
At the time when she thus spoke, the dark green brougham had been twice again brought up at the door in Park Lane. And the brougham was standing there a third time.
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