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She sprang forward with a slight cry, but Webb, leaning his axe on the prostrate bole, looked smilingly at her, and said, "Why, Amy, there is no more danger in this work than in cutting a stalk of corn, if one knows how." "There appears to be more," she replied. "I never saw a large tree cut down before, but have certainly read of people being crushed. Does it often happen?" "No, indeed."
The result of Foster Leverett's cogitation over the fire led him to say the next morning to his son: "Warren, you run on. I have a little errand to do." He turned in another direction and went down two squares. There was Mrs. Webb sweeping off her front porch and plank path. "Good-morning," stopping and leaning on her broom as he halted. "I'm glad to see you, Mrs. Webb.
An interesting incident connects this place with the André matter. Some time before his capture, John Webb, one of Washington's aides, left a valise containing a new uniform with Mrs. Beekman, asking that it be delivered only on a written order. Some two weeks later Joshua Het Smith, whose loyalty was at that time regarded doubtful, called and asked for Lieutenant Webb's valise. Mrs.
It was not until late that afternoon that Major Stannard received from Webb the message sent by his good wife, and he was pondering in his mind what it could mean, when at sunset Truscott strolled over from his troop to see him. Gleason by this time was being very sociable with the colonel and Mr. Billings. "Have you anything from Mrs.
"Not the skin of a shadow, 'cept that one man rode shorter stirrups'n I do. They forgot to set 'em back. They had my California saddle on Dan and that light Whitman of mine on Harney." "Sure it was two men?" queried Webb, looking straight into the trader's eyes. "What else could it be?" demanded Hay, in no little excitement.
He swayed on his horse; had he been on foot, the earth would have risen and conquered him; but in the saddle he was a master of equilibrium, and laughed at whisky, and despised the centre of gravity. Webb turned in his saddle at the signal. "If I was you," came Baldy's strident and perverting tones, "I'd be king!"
General Webb, who commanded the English army in North America, which was then encamped at Fort Edward, having intelligence that the French troops under Mons. Montcalm were making some movements towards Fort William Henry, he detached a corps of about fifteen hundred men, consisting of English and provincials, to strengthen the garrison. In this party I went as a volunteer among the latter.
By way of making assurance doubly sure I took a short walk this morning in the character of a deaf gentleman, and got Miss Webb to write me a direction that comprised three of the words on these scraps of paper 'left, 'right, and 'lane'; see, they correspond, the peculiar 'f's, 't's, and all. "Now, I felt perfectly sure that Steggles would go for his pay to-day.
"Webb," said Santa rebukingly, "you're acting mighty foolish to-day." "Court fool, your Majesty," said Webb, in his slow tones, which had changed their quality. "What else can you expect? Let me tell you. I was a man before I married a cattle-queen. What am I now? The laughing-stock of the camps. I'll be a man again." Santa looked at him closely. "Don't be unreasonable, Webb," she said calmly.
You cannot even sneeze without his considering the wherefore back to the remotest cause." "Are you afraid of me, Amy?" asked Webb. "No," was the quiet reply. Amy spent the greater part of the day in unpacking her trunks, and in getting settled in her home-like room. It soon began to take on a familiar air. Hearts, like plants, strike root rapidly when the conditions are favorable.
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