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There was a sound of confused trampling, and after that the lessening sounds of departure. Mr. Owens tried the door again, and found it still fast. He relighted the lamp, carried it to the window and looked upon rough boards outside the glass. He meditated anxiously and decided to remain quiet until daylight. The Happy Family worked hard, that night.
"Three cheers for Sergeant Owens!" shouted a "Brindle;" and then came three more yells, followed by a "tiger" as loud and piercing as an Indian war-whoop. During his absence Bob had been promoted in general orders for gallantry, his pay as sergeant to begin on the day he rescued Mr. Wentworth's boys from the hands of the Kiowas. Presently the bugle sounded, and the column came to a halt.
After I growed up and married a man named Owens, we come here to Louisville to live. That was a short while after the slaves was freed. I can remember how me and my sister used to go down to the river and watch the red hospital boats come in, bringing the wounded soldiers in to be cared for, and me and sister would go long singing Nigger Nigger never die, if you want a chicken pie."
The horses pulled it easily with the ropes tied to the saddle-horns, just as they had many times pulled the roundup wagons across mirey creeks or up steep slopes; just as they had many times pulled stubborn cattle or dead cattle just as they had been trained to pull anything and everything their masters chose to attach to their ropes. Within, Owens called to them and cursed them.
Price, the vicar of Castell On. "I saw the children coming to the back door, and I am come with them," said the vicar as he entered, pointing with his stick to a queue of children in the yard. "How do you do, Owens?" and he shook hands warmly with the old man, who rose hurriedly to greet his visitor. "Caton pawb, Mr.
"Oh! you have no reason to think that," said the vicar. "I think when he has seen you he will like you; anyway, I hope you will come." "Of course, Will, of course," said Ebben Owens. "He'll come, sir, right enough." "You are very kind, sir," said Will, slowly and reluctantly. "I would give the world if it could be avoided, but if you think it is the right thing for me to do I will do it."
"Oh, 'tis nothing at all," said Will, not accustomed to think much of slight wounds or bruises. On arriving at Nantmyny he assisted in carrying her into the house. "Now," said the doctor, when they had laid her on a couch, "let me see, and I will look at your wrist afterwards. Young Owens of Garthowen, I think eh?"
Wild and mischievous and full of pranks he was, but the truest, the kindest boy in the world was Gethin Owens Garthowen." "And Will?" "Will was a good boy always, but I never loved him as I loved the other.
"Well, then, I took ship for South America, and I didn't come home for two years. All that time I led a wild and reckless life, Sara fâch. Wasn't a fight but I was in it wasn't a row but Gethin Owens was there, drinking and swearing and rioting.
The first few days following the Sciet were days of anxious waiting for Ebben Owens. He had laid his soul bare before his son, the idol of his life, and he waited for the answer to his letter, with as intense an anxiety as does a prisoner for the sentence of the judge.
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