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Richards and Mansfield in a recent paper describe the "Bannock Overthrust," some 270 miles long, in Utah, Idaho, and Wyoming. The Carnegie Research recently reported a similar phenomenon about 500 miles long in northern China. But it would be tiresome to follow these conditions around the world. We have plenty of examples, and we have them described by the foremost of living geologists.
"Don't s'pose you heard of the little fracas we had t'other day," she began, in phrase which she intended to be delicately indirect. Edith was sitting in the cart, and Mrs. Richards stood at the wheel, with her apron shading her head. "Why, no. What was it?" "Mr. Ramsey come mighty near gettin' killed." The old woman enjoyed deeply the dramatic pallor and distortion of the girl's face.
Yet nothing could be more captivating than her simple and childish curiosity, as she watched Richards swing the lever of the press, or stood by his side as he marshaled the type into files on his "composing-stick." He had even printed a card with her name, "Senorita Cota Ramierez," the type of which had been set up, to the accompaniment of ripples of musical laughter, by her little brown fingers.
Poor Melanctha, she wore it on a string she tied around her neck so that she could always feel it, but Melanctha was strong now with Jem Richards, and he never saw it. And sometimes Jem seemed to be awful sorry for it, and sometimes he seemed kind of glad of it. Melanctha never could make out really what it was Jem Richards wanted.
Down at Ball & Black's there fortunately is another exactly like Nell's, and this I must buy at any rate. I can perhaps pay my board bills four or five weeks longer, but Hugh must send me fifty dollars with which to replace the bracelet. It must be done. "Don't for mercy's sake, let Alice Johnson get a sight of this letter. I wonder if Dr. Richards did fancy her. Send the money, send the money.
On Richards, who was established upstairs in a state of honourable captivity, the dawn of her new life seemed to break cold and grey.
He had first met her, he told me after we had become intimate, at an exhibition of paintings by William T. Richards, but, as you will soon be wondering if it were, on his part, a case of love at first sight, I had best relate the incident to you in his own words as he told it to me.
Richards' incredulous gasp indicated with sufficient clearness that she had not been favored with her husband's confidence regarding that chapter in his past. "You and Nelson?" "Yes. Now, I don't mean, Charlotte, that we was ever engaged.
In the kitchen the same subject was being discussed by a select party, consisting of Maryann, Mr Richards the coachman, his spouse Jemima formerly Scrubbins the baby Richards who has already been referred to as being reduced in the matter of his ablutions to a bread can and Larry O'Hale with his faithful Indian friend Bunco.
The worthy coachman rose with alacrity to obey, and Jemima accepted the proffered cup of tea in the midst of a vain attempt to quiet the baby Richards, which happened to be unusually restive that night. "To think, too," continued Maryann with a laugh, "that I should 'ave gone an' mistook the dear creetur at first for a cannibal!"
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