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Such names as those of the Earl of Lindsey and the Earl of Sandwich in the seventeenth, and of the Duke of Ancaster and the Duke of Newcastle in the eighteenth century, establish the patrician character of the quarter for many years.

Kilshaw declared, reduce every manufacturer to the position of a slave of Government and a pauper to boot, would drive capital from the colony, and shut up every mill in New Lindsey? Now Mr. Kilshaw would, if he were reduced to choose, rather close the public-houses than the mills.

Ragnar had come; but his host was now no great one, for we had sent word to him of the peace, and there was a great welcome for him and his men. The Lindsey thanes did not talk long, and presently some half dozen of the best of them came to us, and said that with one accord the gathering would ask that Havelok and Goldberga should reign over them. "We will answer for all in the land," they said.

Sigurd's host went back in the autumn, rich with the treasure of Alsi the king; and from that time forward no Danish host ever sought our shores. Wars enough have been in England here, but they have not harmed us. No host has been suffered to cross the borders of Lindsey or East Anglia, save in peace, and in the wars of Penda of Mercia Havelok has taken no part.

"It was certainly caused by a pointed weapon some sort of a spiked weapon?" suggested Mr. Lindsey. "A sharp, pointed weapon, most certainly," affirmed the doctor. "There are other things than a salmon gaff that, in your opinion, could have caused it?" "Oh, of course!" said the doctor. Mr. Lindsey paused a moment, and looked round the court as if he were thinking over his next question.

"Let's be getting all the information we can during the day, and I'll settle with the coroner's officer for the inquest at yon inn where you've taken him it can't be held before tomorrow morning. Mr. Lindsey," he went on, "what are you going to do as regards this man that's lying dead upstairs? Mrs.

It looks as if Phillips had meant to do something with that cash to give it to somebody, you know." "I read the description of Phillips in the newspapers," remarked Smeaton. "But, of course, it conveyed nothing to me." "You've no photograph of your father?" asked Mr. Lindsey. "No none never had," answered Smeaton. "Nor any papers of his except those bits of letters." Mr.

And the Heidenberg stove, through the isinglass of its door, seemed to glare at good Mr. Lindsey, like a red-eyed demon, triumphing in the mischief which it had done! This, you will observe, was one of those rare cases, which yet will occasionally happen, where common-sense finds itself at fault. The remarkable story of the snow-image, though to that sagacious class of people to whom good Mr.

In some of the MSS. of Harding's Chronicle, written in the reign of Edward IV., there is a rude map of Scotland. In 1539, Alexander Lindsey, an excellent navigator and hydrographer, published a chart of Scotland and its isles, drawn up from his own observations, which were made when he accompanied James V. in 1539, on his voyage to the highlands and islands.

I knew, I tell you, as I sat in that court, that the fellow there on the bench, listening, was an impostor!" We were all bending forward across the table, listening eagerly and there was a question in all our thoughts, which Mr. Lindsey put into words. "The man's name?" "It was given to me, in Jermyn Street that morning, as Meekin Dr. Meekin," answered Mr. Elphinstone.