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Her beauty struck a sort of awe to the militant woman, who was standing on a mental fence in armed neutrality holding herself ready to spring down on that side which would regard the stranger as an interloper come to sponge on Miss Upton, or possibly she might descend upon the other side and endure the newcomer passively.
"She does that's what I like about her but, after all, she isn't you. A mill-pond might remind you at times of a great and beautiful lake, but it wouldn't be the lake, you know. I grant that Walter and I are alike as two peas, but I deny that Molly can hold a candle to you." "Oh you!" snapped Mrs. Upton. "Haven't you got your eyes opened to my faults yet?" "Yessum," said Upton.
His own hat was on his head and had, in some manner, remained with him throughout all the excitement, but in his hand he was clutching, like grim death, a battered black Stetson. Turning the hat over, Hiram looked into the crown. The gilt letters, "U. H." met his eyes. "It's dad's hat," he gurgled. "Upton Hill, that's his name! I knew I had a bean on the right number!
In the corridor the latter glanced back. "Better turn out the light," he said. "They've been after the fellows lately about leaving it burning." Grumblingly Steve stepped back and snapped the switch. "Who's monitor here, anyhow?" he asked. "Upton," answered Tom. "And they say he's right on his job, too." "He would be," growled the other. "He's a regular teacher's pet."
This incident had happened on Thursday, which was a half-holiday, and instead of being able to join in any of the games, Eric had to spend that weary afternoon in writing away at the fourth Georgic; Upton staying in a part of the time to help him a little, by dictating the lines to him an occupation not unfrequently interrupted by storms of furious denunciation against Mr.
I don't see the artist as a performing acrobat nor as an anarchist in ethics, either. I think that art is one of the big aspects of life and that through it one gets hold of a big part of reality." Mrs. Upton, mildly intent on her corner, looked acquiescent. "I think," Jack went on, "that, like everything else in life worth having, it's a harmony only attained by discipline and by sacrifice.
Nothing could be done that night; so far was clear; but we praised her prudence, promised to call at Upton the next day, and if necessary, to speak to this new lodger, who might, after all, be no very formidable person; and quite relieved by the vent which she had given to her scruples, she departed in her usual good spirits. Early the next morning she re-appeared.
Upton listened with interest, but before he could offer any comment on it tea was announced, and taking the child by the hand he marched him into the dining-room. Hot tea-cakes, strawberry jam, and plum cake kept our little friend fully occupied for some time.
Upton commanding Division; Gen. Alexander the Brigade. Here we remained until about the 20th of March. Capt. Rankin was placed in command of the dismounted men of his regiment, then of his brigade, and subsequently of the division, numbering over five hundred men, and led out thirty six hours in advance, with the wagon train.
All he wanted now was quiet happiness the life of domesticity for which he had once pitied himself, believing it would be his lot as Christine's husband, seemed the most desirable thing on earth; just he and she perhaps down in the country walking through fields and woods, perhaps at Upton House, with the crowd of old memories to draw them together again, and wipe the hard bitterness from little Christine's brown eyes.
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