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All together the evening at Mr. Merrill's passed off so quickly and so happily that Ephraim was dismayed when he discovered that it was ten o'clock, and he began to make elaborate apologies to the ladies. But Jethro and Mr. Merrill were still closeted together in the dining room: once Mrs.

But she was puzzled to know why this gentleman should make it a point to pay such particular attention to a young country girl. Other railroad presidents whom she could name had not done so. She was thinking of these things, rather than listening to Mr. Merrill's conversation, when the sound of Mr. Worthington's name startled her. "Well, Jethro," Mr.

What have you done with those bills you had this afternoon?" "I've paid 'em over to Merrill," said Luke, hesitating. "He was in a deuced stew about his bill." "When are your pants going to be ready?" "I don't know," said Luke, with a pang of sorrow. "Merrill's making them, isn't he?" "He says he won't till I pay the whole bill." "Seems to me your credit ain't very good, Luke."

But I've had to run along with the tide, or give place to another man who would; and and starve." Mrs. Merrill's eyes slowly filled with tears. "Stephen," she began, "do you mean to say ?" There she stopped, utterly unable to speak. He ceased his pacing and sat down beside her and took her hand. "Yes, my dear, I mean to say I've submitted to these things.

Merrill, like many generous people who do not stop to calculate a kindness, was always severely criticised. And then there were Jane's and Susan's friends, in and out of Miss Sadler's school. For Mrs. Merrill's influence had been sufficient to induce Miss Sadler to take Cynthia as a day scholar with her own daughters.

Walt, it will be recalled, had shared the perils and adventures of the boys across the border, as related in the previous volume, and had been the instrument of piloting them out of the mysterious valley in which Black Ramon kept his plundered herds. Mr. Merrill's last words had been ones of caution.

It was nearly noon, and the understanding was that each one should get his dinner and go to the pasture again, when it would be known whether they were to be able to number Chandler Merrill's pony among the attractions of their show, or be wholly dependent upon the disabled horses that as yet made up their collection.

Merrill's, to what he described as "a birthday surprise for my mother," Betty would doubtless have given up her part; but Gilbert had asked each guest to keep the invitation a secret; and it was probable that a surprise was in store for "Cornwallis" as well as for Gilbert's mother. Mrs. Pernell returned home from Germantown on the very morning of Mrs.

Merrill's house in burning would not endanger the west side of Van Ness. But now a new danger threatened. The range of blocks from the north side of Washington Street to the south side of Jackson were on fire at Hyde Street, and the flames coming toward Van Ness Avenue, with the possibility of crossing.

Merrill's parlor had set him to thinking in a very different manner than the sight of her in Washington had affected him. Bob had managed to shift the subject from Jethro, not without an effort, though he had done it in that merry, careless manner which was so characteristic of him.