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"I consider myself a young lady of some importance, or, perhaps, I should say 'young woman, now that I am a working member of society." She laughed aloud at her own thoughts. "Well, I am proud of the privilege," she mused, "and can take pleasure in the thought that I am an 'independent unity, I never felt so strong-minded in my life."

He could hear the soft hoof-beats of the horse growing fainter and fainter, until at the end of a minute or two the impressive silence once more held reign. Then the youth arose to his feet. "I suppose Hank will tell me I did wrong," he mused, "but my conscience does not; it would be a woeful memory to carry with me that on my first night in Wyoming I took the life of a human being.

"In your work, don't you ever feel tempted to set a poor devil free?" She mused. "One might...but perhaps the professional instinct to save would always come first." "To save what? When all the good of life is gone?" "I daresay," she sighed, "poor Dillon would do it himself if he could when he realizes that all the good is gone."

I have some work I can do at home, and I'd rather not leave you." "It's just come to my mind now," mused Miss Mattie, ignoring his thoughtfulness, "about the minister's sermon Sunday. He said that everything that came to us might teach us something if we only looked for it.

Jeanne was restless and had bad dreams, then slept soundly until after sunrise. "Antoine," she said to the tailor's little lad, "go down to the wharf and watch until the 'Flying Star' sails up the river. The tide is early. I will reward you well." "O Mam'selle, I will do it for love;" and he set off on a trot. "There are many kinds of love," mused Jeanne.

Then, adjusting the spring switch so that the light would continue to glow, the man stepped back and drew something from an inner pocket. "I wonder what he's up to?" mused Tom. "I wish Eradicate and Mr. Jackson would hurry back. Who can that fellow be, I wonder? I've never seen him before, as far as I know. I thought sure it was going to turn out to be Andy Foger!"

There's no tellin' what minute your life may be in danger." "I don't believe it of Joe Lorey," Layson answered earnestly. "We fought, and he fought fair." After they had gone, Joe crept out from his hiding place among the shrubbery and looked after them with puzzled, pain-filled eyes, like a great animal's. "If they'd only knowed that I war standin' in th' shadder there!" he mused.

And in that very hour while at last Myra slept, and the doctor watched, and mused, and wondered in that very hour, under an Eastern sky, a strong man, sick of life, worn and disillusioned, fighting a deadly fever, in the sultry atmosphere of a soldier's tent, cried out in bitterness of soul: "O God, let me die!"

He won't turn up again this evening. He never does when once he goes to earth the wily young fox." "Who is his latest conquest, I wonder?" mused the woman. "I thought it was Mrs. Damer. But I have just seen her dancing with young Waring." "Mrs. Damer! Why, that was the day before yesterday!" The Major laughed unpleasantly. "'Anyone for a change, but no one for long, is his motto.

Mackey turned away to consult with the guerrillas, and Jack and his companions were left to themselves for the best part of half an hour. The surgeon was evidently much disturbed over something, and Jack caught the words, "must leave the country," and "I will send the money," spoken to the guerrilla captain. "Can it be possible that he intends to leave the States?" mused our hero.