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The principle that a man's life may not twice be put in jeopardy for the same offence had been pretty well established before 1612. Wiggs, 33 Eliz. , ibid., f. 47. This principle had been in process of development for several centuries. I, cap. xxiv, 5, f. 44 b. It must be noted, however, that the statute of 3 Hen. VII, cap.
Algernon de Wiggs, president of the Chamber of Commerce, issued a statement denouncing the way the police were letting mobs of strikers interfere with business, and proposing that the Chamber take steps to stop it. You remember de Wiggs, and how we left him?" "Yes, I remember," said Carpenter; and we exchanged a smile over that trick we had played. I could see T-S prick forward his ears. "Vot?
Dick; he's consumpted. I clean up his room ever' mornin' He coughs all the time, jes' like Mr. Wiggs done. Other day he had a orful spell while I was there. I wanted to git him some whisky, but he shuck his head. 'I'm on the water-cart, sez he. 'Bob's drivin' it. He ain't no fatter 'n a knittin'-needle, an' weaker 'n water. You orter see him watch fer Mr. Bob!
Wiggs was an oracle, acquiesced heartily. "All right: that's fixed. Now I'll go home an' send you all over some nice, hot supper by Billy, an' to-morrow mornin' will be time enough to think things out." Lovey Mary, too exhausted to mind the dirt, ate her supper off a broken plate, then climbed over behind Tommy and the flour-sifter, and was soon fast asleep.
"Well, now, I don't think it's right healthy," complained Miss Hazy, who was sitting at the machine, with her feet on a soap-box; "so much water sloppin' round is mighty apt to give a person a cold. But Lovey Mary says she can't stand it no other way. She's mighty set, Mis' Wiggs." "Yes, an' that's jes what you need, Miss Hazy. You never was set 'bout nothin' in yer life.
"Don't you all remember what the Lord give Moses up on the mountain?" A hand went up in the corner, and an eager voice cried: "Yas'm, I know! Lord give Moses ten tallers, an' he duveled 'em." Before Mrs. Wiggs could enter into an argument concerning this new version of sacred history, she was hit in the eye with a paper wad. It was aimed at Billy, but when he dodged she became the victim.
We have left the theayter tickets to home!" At this Australia began to cry, and a gloom settled upon the party. "Billy, you run back, fast as yer legs kin carry you, an' look in that tin can behind the clock, an' we'll wait right here fer you." Mrs. Wiggs wrapped Europena in her shawl, and tried to keep up the spirits of the party as they huddled on the curbing to await Billy's return.
Every turn of the wheels made poor "Mis' Lane" more homesick. Like Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch, she had a taste for geographical names, and "Mis' Lane" is very loyal, so she wanted to call the little first-born "Missouri." Mr. Lane said she might, but that if she did he would call the other one "Arkansas." Sometimes homesickness would almost master her.
"Fill it full of Niag'ry water. I want to see how them falls look." The train began to move. Miss Hazy threw her apron over her head and wept. Mrs. Wiggs and Mrs. Eichorn waved their arms and smiled. The Cabbage Patch, with its crowd of friendly faces, became a blur to the girl on the platform.
During the long silence of the past year she had persuaded herself that Redding no longer cared for her. To be thrust upon him in this way was intolerable. All the blood in her veins rushed to her face. "Do you know where my muff is, Mrs. Wiggs?" she asked, after a formal greeting. "Oh! you ain't a-goin'?" asked the hostess, anxiously. "I wanted you all to git acquainted."
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