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They've got it in them, and you can't get it out. "Mr. Windham cured his dog," said Mrs. Wood. Mr. Wood burst into a hearty laugh. "So he did, so he did. I must tell Laura about that. Windham is a neighbor of ours, and last summer I kept telling him that his collie was worrying my Shropshires.
By-the-by, that's a well-turned phrase; 'twill bear repeating. I'll make a note of it." True enough, Mr. Windham called, and, after the trivial business-affair was settled, he introduced the subject he was expected to speak on. "We want men of character and business habits in public station, my young friend, and I was rejoiced to-day to hear that it was proposed to make you a Senator.
Dead and dying frogs lay on the ground all about the pond, and their gurgles and croaks and clamor had made all the trouble and excitement. The story was soon told all over Connecticut, and everybody laughed, and ballads and songs were written about it, to the great mortification of the people of Windham.
Sheridan, and, if the Doctor rightly recollects, by Mr. Windham. "Fitzroy-street, 21st July, 1789." Taking into account all the various circumstances that concurred to glorify this period of Sheridan's life, we may allow ourselves, I think, to pause upon it as the apex of the pyramid, and, whether we consider his fame, his talents, or his happiness, may safely say, "Here is their highest point."
The result is the same. David doesn't get his patronage." "I'm glad! I'm glad!" cried Alice. Brannan looked at her astonished. "But ... you don't know what it means. His men, awaiting their political rewards! His organization here ... it will be weakened. You don't understand, Mrs. Windham." "I don't care," she said. "It leaves him cleaner stronger!" She turned swiftly and left the room.
Terry, recovering his balance, sprang forward, drew the bowie knife he always carried and plunged it, with a vicious thrust, into Hopkins' neck. Alice Windham and her little son, named Robert for his grandfather, were passing Coleman's store, en route to Benito's office; it was a pleasant, quiet afternoon, almost windless.
Both on the way and after their arrival, he stayed by her, and did all he could to be useful and amusing. They lunched on a grassy bank, in the shade of a cliff, by a tumbling brook that streamed down from the rocks. By and by Mary remarked that she would like to see where the little torrent came from, and Windham said he would try and find out for her.
One was found at Trent House, in the same county, the residence of a fervent royalist named Colonel Windham. Charles remained here, and in this vicinity, till the 6th of October, seeking in vain the means of escape from one of the neighboring ports.
He uttered a few words of solemn advice to those who came near him, and took affecting leave of his friends. Langton, so warmly loved, was in close attendance. Johnson said to him tenderly, Te teneam moriens deficiente manu. Windham broke from political occupations to sit by the dying man; once Langton found Burke sitting by his bedside with three or four friends.
Benito closed the book and walked blindly out of the exchange. After a time he heard footsteps following. Harpending's voice came, "Hey, there, Windham." Benito turned. "Cleaned out?" asked the other sympathetically. "Not quite." "Then forget the stocks. They're tricky things at best.... I've a proposition that's a winner. Positively.... There's law work to be done. We need you."
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