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Woodburn hesitated. He did not like to send Mr. Wilmot to such a place as Mr. Middleton’s, for though Mr. Middleton was a very kind man, he was very rough and uncouth in his manner and thought his money much better applied when at interest than when employed to make his house and family more comfortable. At length Mr. Woodburn replied: "True, I did not think of Mr.
At the same time the affectionate girl again took her uncle’s hand and raised it to her lips. The tears started to Mr. Middleton’s eyes, but hastily dashing them away, he said, "I suppose the fair Queen Fanny knows that bad bills always return?" Fanny replied by again kissing the sunburned hand of her uncle.
Ewerat and some others had been a considerable distance up the Wager River; but no record had been preserved among them of Captain Middleton’s visit to that inlet about the middle of the last century. Of the continental shore to the westward of Akkoolee, the Esquimaux invariably disclaimed the slightest personal knowledge; for no land can be seen in that direction from the hills.
Middleton’s mouth, and springing up, he confronted Fanny, saying, "What in fury is this racket? You not wish to go to New Orleans, or see Dr. Lacey either! I half wish you was Tempest for a spell, so I could storm at you; but as it is Sunshine, I can’t even feel mad." "Oh, father, father!" cried Fanny, weeping; "if you knew all that has occurred, you would not blame me."
After supper was over and the effects of the sling had left Mr. Middleton’s head, he inquired further into the intentions of his guests. On learning that Mr. Raymond would teach, if he could get the chance, Mr. Middleton said, "I reckon you can teach in Mr. Miller’s school. I’ll write to him about you, and I reckon he can make room for you." It was well for Raymond that Mr.
Fanny took her bed, and her father, instantly, alarmed, called the nearest physician. Dr. Gordon readily saw that Fanny’s disease was in her mind, and in reply to Mrs. Middleton’s inquiries, he frankly told his opinion, and said that unless the cause of her melancholy could be removed, the consequence might be fatal. "Don’t tell my husband," said Mrs.
Lacey held her hand until the last word was spoken; then when he felt sure that she was his, he stooped down and whispered in her ear, "Thank God that you are mine at last." Three days after the wedding Mr. Middleton’s carriage again stood before the door.
Middleton’s face, as he took the offered hand of his niece, but he said, "Yes, your uncle. Did you never hear your father speak of his brother Bill?" "Oh, yes, yes," said Fanny joyfully. "I do know you now. You are my Uncle William from the Indies. Father will be delighted to see you, for he has long feared you were dead."
Middleton’s were the days succeeding Fanny’s departure, while in Dr. Lacey’s home all was joy and gladness. It was about dark when Dr. Lacey arrived. Happy as a bird, Fanny sprang up the steps. Everything about her seemed homelike and cheerful. Kind, dusky faces peered at her from every corner, while Aunt Dilsey, with a complacent smile, stood ready to receive her.
"Why man, you are as white as one of Judy’s biscuit; what ails you?" "Nothing," answered Ashton, who really was much affected by Mr. Middleton’s narrative; but he said, "I am only thinking of the long, weary days I passed in the Delphine before Mr. Middleton kindly cared for me." This seemed quite natural, and Mr.
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