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Sinclair's own gun and cartridge belt hang on the wall at the foot of the bed. "That sounds too cool to be straight," said the judge soberly. "Sinclair, I figure you know why we want you?" "I dunno, gents," said Sinclair, who grew more and more cheerful in the face of these six pairs of grim eyes. "But I'm sure obliged to the gent that give me the sendoff. What d'you want?"

Another feller, 'a course, he had t' up an' say it was a lie he seen all what was goin' on an' he never seen us from th' beginnin' t' th' end. An' a lot more stuck in an' ses it wasn't a lie we did fight like thunder, an' they give us quite a sendoff. But this is what I can't stand these everlastin' ol' soldiers, titterin' an' laughin', an then that general, he's crazy."

"There, old man!" he exclaimed. "What do you think of that? Something of a sendoff, eh?" And he pointed to a rather stout and important gentleman in the foreground. "That's me!" he said proudly, "and they wouldn't do that for Farquhar Fenelon Cooke in Philadelphia." "A prophet is without honor in his own country," I remarked. "I don't set up for a prophet," said Mr.

He looked much the same as he did that day in London three years before dark, pale, slight, earnest. I had been to his sendoff and gone down to Victoria Docks with him. I had written to tell him; I was most likely coming his way after Easter. He seemed ever so glad to see me. 'But where were you off to? I said. 'It's only a mile on that I'm going, he answered.

Marshall's dark horse Sir Hugo captured the blue ribband at long odds. New York disaster. Thousand lives lost. Foot and Mouth. Funeral of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. So to change the subject he read about Dignam R. I. P. which, he reflected, was anything but a gay sendoff. Or a change of address anyway.

"There, old man!" he exclaimed. "What do you think of that? Something of a sendoff, eh?" And he pointed to a rather stout and important gentleman in the foreground. "That's me!" he said proudly, "and they wouldn't do that for Farquhar Fenelon Cooke in Philadelphia." "A prophet is without honor in his own country," I remarked. "I don't set up for a prophet," said Mr.

"There, old man!" he exclaimed. "What do you think of that? Something of a sendoff, eh?" And he pointed to a rather stout and important gentleman in the foreground. "That's me!" he said proudly, "and they wouldn't do that for Farquhar Fenelon Cooke in Philadelphia." "A prophet is without honor in his own country," I remarked. "I don't set up for a prophet," said Mr.

"No fun in giving a girl a lot of drygoods make it ice-cream." Ned was recovering rapidly, and he too joined in suggesting plans for the "handing around of Agnes." He insisted it was up to him and Nat to give Tom a sendoff, and finally did obtain Mrs. White's permission to give a bachelor dinner in the coach house.