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H.B. Frissell, the present Principal of the Hampton Institute, General Armstrong's successor. In May, 1881, near the close of my first year in teaching the night-school, in a way that I had not dared expect, the opportunity opened for me to begin my life-work.
Those who went forward also arrived on the afternoon of the same day, which was Monday, June 16th. We remained here until 5 o'clock on the afternoon of the 17th, and then once more moved towards Murfreesboro. Marched all night, and at daylight of the 18th entered the town of Woodbury, where we camped near our former ground. Remained here during the day, and at night resumed our march.
By degrees, however, for, as Tacitus has said, doubtless with a prophetic eye to Bachelor Bill, "the truth gains by delay," these reports began to die insensibly away; and Bill now waxing near to the confines of middle age, his friends comfortably settled for him that he would be Bachelor Bill all his life.
The country-people were very much given to falsehood every place inquired for was near ivory abundant provisions of all sorts cheap and plenty. Our headmen trusted to these statements of this young man rather, and he led them to desist going further. Rua country was a month distant, he said, and but little ivory there. It is but three days off. He was right as to Casembe.
He sighed out the verse from the 'Song of Solomon, 'My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth his flock among the lilies, until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away. He pondered over the words of the 'Imitation: 'It is a great art to know how to talk with Jesus, and it requires much prudence to keep Him near one. And then, with adorable condescension, Jesus came down to him, and spoke with him for hours of his needs, his happiness, and his hopes.
Monsieur and Madame Tellier, who had formerly been innkeepers near Yvetot, had immediately sold their house, as they thought that the business at Fecamp was more profitable, and they arrived one fine morning to assume the direction of the enterprise, which was declining on account of the absence of the proprietors.
I sprang to my feet. 'What are you doing there? I cried. 'Oh, is that you, Monsieur Valmont? Thank God, thank God! I thought I was going insane. I saw a hand, a bodiless hand, holding a white sheet of paper. 'The hand was far from bodiless, madam, for it belonged to me. But why are you here? It must be near midnight.
But, so prodigious was the rushing speed of the foiled and now doubly exasperated moose, that the imperilled huntsman had barely time to reach the sheltering tree and dodge behind it, before the hotly pursuing foe was at his heels, rasping and tearing with his spiked antlers the rough bark of the tree, in his attempts to follow round it near and fast enough to overtake and strike down his intended victim.
Some short distance above the head of the fall, near the bridge by which the two villages are connected, the scene is pictorially damaged by a stark, staring paper-mill, the dominant colors of which are Solferino-red and pea-green. This, a comparatively new feature in the landscape, is not visible from below, however, and it is from there that the fall is seen to best advantage.
The girl stood still, staring and marvelling, while her mistress went noiselessly into the bedroom and sat down on the far side of the bed, leaning backwards till her head was near the pillows, which she took care not to touch. "Ruby! Ruby!" "What is it? Who's there? Who's there?" The voice that replied sounded both languid and surprised. "I Nigel!" Mrs. Armine sat up. "What is it, Nigel?
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