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The President and the Secretary of State, Mr. Madison, granted him several private interviews. In January he returned to New York, and on the 2d of February departed thence mysteriously in the Leander, a ship belonging to Mr. Samuel G. Ogden, merchant.
Public attention was diverted from the Leander, Captain Lewis, to the Leander, Captain Whitby. This English frigate was cruising off Sandy Hook, bringing to inward and outward bound vessels, searching them for articles contraband of war, and helping herself to able-bodied seamen who looked like British subjects. All of which was meekly submitted to in 1806. Mr.
There seemed to be a hammer beating on his brain, reducing it to a pulp. "Perhaps," said Miss Tweddle "perhaps, young lady, you'll explain what you've come for?" The statue slowly pointed to Leander. "I come for him," she said calmly. "He has vowed himself to me; he is mine!"
The father had hoped that his entreaties, together with a prospect of substantial reward, would prevail against Aurelia's pride-rooted heresy, but as yet he pleaded and tempted in vain. Could the deacon help him? Leander seemed to meditate profoundly. The subject of his thought was what seemed to him a glaring omission in this testament of Maximus.
'I was in a boat at Richmond last week, and Leander was revelling along the mud-banks, and took it into his head to swim out to me, and I was moved to take him on board. The ladies in the boat objected, for he was not only wet but very muddy. I was forced to own that their objections were reasonable.
Notwithstanding his secret hostility, Leander had of late crept into Vigilius' confidence, thus protecting himself against his formidable adversary Pelagius. He was now the Pope's travelling companion as far as Sicily.
Still we could not help keeping one eye on the two ships, and the other on our prisoners. In little more than an hour after the French flag had been hauled down aboard the Cleopatra, as we hoped, never to fly there again, the Leander, with her guns ready to pour forth her broadside, ranged up alongside the Ville de Milan.
For her husband had long ago ceased to remonstrate, or to seek to justify himself. It was with a spirit of making amends that he hastened to concede every point of question, to defer to her preference in all matters, and Lauretta's sway grew more and more absolute as the years wore on. Leander Yerby could remember no other surroundings than the ascetic atmosphere of his home.
"By all means," he said at length. "Come and ease your conscience all over the house, sir, do; I can show you over." "Softly," said the detective. "I'll begin here, and work gradually up, and then down again." "Here?" said Leander, aghast. "Why, you've seen all there is there!" "Now, Tweddle, I shall conduct this my own way, if you please.
He pointed with a burst of callow merriment at the big copper vessel, and once more the easily excited mirth of the circle burst forth irrepressibly. Encouraged by this applause, Leander resumed: "Why, I even turns my back on the still myself out'n respec' ter the family Cap'n an' Neighbor bein' so set agin liquor.
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