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Penniman, in the character of the abandoned duchess, put her own lips to the glass at his father's urging. The judge did not enter into this spirit of foolery, resenting, indeed, that a sound medicinal compound should be thus impugned. And Winona was even more severe. Not for her to-day were jests about Madame la Marquise and her heart of adamant. Dave Cowan tried a few of these without result.
'And so we glide along; in due time encountering those majestic domes, the mighty Sugar Loaf, and the sublime Maiden's Rock which latter, romantic superstition has invested with a voice; and oft-times as the birch canoe glides near, at twilight, the dusky paddler fancies he hears the soft sweet music of the long-departed Winona, darling of Indian song and story.
It was of no use for Wilbur to explain to her that his new hero chose this humble avocation because it afforded him leisure for training between his fights; that he didn't drink or smoke, but kept himself in good condition; that it was a fine chance to learn how to box, because Spike needed sparring partners. "Oh, it's terrible!" cried Winona. "A debased creature like that!"
'When you were talking of Maiden's Rock, you spoke of the long-departed Winona, darling of Indian song and story. Is she the maiden of the rock? and are the two connected by legend? 'Yes, and a very tragic and painful one. Perhaps the most celebrated, as well as the most pathetic, of all the legends of the Mississippi. We asked him to tell it.
The warrior was a great favourite with the nation; he had acquired a distinguished name by the services he had rendered the village when it was attacked by the Chippewas; yet, notwithstanding all this, and the support which he received from her parents and brothers, Winona persisted in preferring the hunter.
They were in the parlour, a babble of voices coming up to him; excited voices, but not funeral voices. His eyes roved the chamber of Winona, where everything was precisely in its place. He mapped out a dive under her bed if steps came up the stairs. He heard now the piping voice of Patricia Whipple.
To Wilbur Cowan, in recounting her fall from the serene heights of pacifism, she brazenly said: "Do you know when that poor boy reached down to shake hands with me, if I could have got at him I just know I should have kissed him." "Gee whiz!" said Wilbur in amazed tribute. "I don't care!" persisted Winona. "That's the way I felt he was such a nice boy.
Dean had actually invited her her, Elinor Merchant Folsom Winona, as they called her when she was a toddler among the tepees of the Sioux Pappoose as the girls had named her at school "Nell," as Jessie called her sweetest name of all despite the ring of sadness that ever hangs about it and Daddy had actually smiled and approved her going to the midweek hop on a cadet captain's broad chevroned arm, and she had worn her prettiest white gown, and the girls had brought her roses, and Mr.
"Mercy!" said Mrs. Plunkett. "Forgotten the cause? One hardly does that, does one, without a reason?" "I have reasons enough," said Winona, thinking of the new dancing slippers and the frock. "Surely, my dear, you who are so free and independent are not thinking of marriage?" Winona had not been thinking of marriage. But now she did. "Well" she began "of course, I " "Mercy! Not really!
I then put a man in charge of my business, and went back to St. Paul, where my keno games were still going on. But the man I left in charge of my business at Winona sold all he could and skipped out, and that was the last seen of him till I went up the Missouri River two years after, when I found him in Kansas City.
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