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He resembles rather a Pennsylvania mountaineer than a Kentucky rustic. Three weeks ago I gave, in an account of the conspiracy which many gainsayed, but which the trial has fully confirmed, a sketch of this man, to which I still adhere.

'Hallo hallo! a dozen voices echoed from the table around which the all-accomplished sat: 'A rustic intruder is upon us! half muttered the man who followed me in. 'It's only Solomon Smooth, Esq., from the Cape, returned I, with a good, wholesome laugh. Believe me, Uncle Sam, there sat round a table ten of the most solemn-looking fellows, with faces as dreary as a wet moon in November.

He perceived, as indeed he had always known, that with a certain imaginative lift in his thinking and feeling, Whitwell was irreparably rustic, that he was and always must be practically Yankee. Westover was not a Yankee, and he did not love or honor the type, though its struggles against itself touched and amused him.

He had a great knowledge of the art and customs that had existed in Russia before the influences of western Europe repressed them, of the dances and rites and sun worship that survived, despite Christianity, as popular and rustic games. And he could press them into service in his search for a national expression.

This rustic tyrant had been held in involuntary restraint by the intellectual ascendancy of his celebrated neighbour: and, notwithstanding the general ferocity of his temper, he did not appear till lately to have entertained a hatred against him. In the short time that had elapsed from the period in which Mr. Clare had fixed his residence in the neighbourhood, to that of the arrival of Mr.

So he retired; and subsequently dressed himself as a rustic, and smeared his face so that he might not be recognised, and hung about the party, offering to carry things, and so on. But if old Joe Wilkings did not spot him after all; and got in such a rage that the doctor thought it best to retreat while he had a whole skin, and get back safely home.

He would begin it that night, aided by his faithful friend the messenger. "Hand part of the gold," he whispered the Countess's agent, "to some rustic carter on whom you can rely. Bring another part here and give it to a keeper whom I shall point out to you!" The impromptu little plot worked perfectly.

Cooke hurried into the group, which divided respectfully for him, and grasped the Celebrity by the hand. "Something else has got to be done, old man," he said, in a voice which shook with emotion; "they'll be on us before we can get the Maria out." Farrar, who was nailing a rustic bench near by, straightened up at this, his lip curling with a desire to laugh.

At the end of about ten minutes, the forester pointed out a light, twinkling at the extremity of a rustic path, bordered with moss. "You have only to go straight ahead," said he, "besides, the barking of the dogs will guide you. Ask for Mamselle Vincart. Good-night, gentlemen." He turned on his heel, while Julien, bewildered, began to reproach himself for not having thanked him enough.

He was tall, and of a large and powerful frame. His dress was simple, and almost rustic. An old green shooting-coat, with a dog-whistle at the buttonhole, brown linen pantaloons, stout shoes that tied at the ankles, and a white hat that had evidently seen service. He came limping up the gravel walk, aiding himself by a stout walking-staff, but moving rapidly and with vigor.