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"The Xenophon? was not Lieutenant Matson in command of that vessel?" "For awhile." "Was he not promoted?" "No; it seems his affair with you got to England." "Just in time to spoil a nate little promotion, too," put in Terrence. "I heard all about it from the captain of the merchantman I captured. He told me when we were playing poker one night."

"I didn't mean to nag at you, Nate." "Don't I know it? And what if you did? Guess I'm big enough to stand it. You just talk to me all you feel like; but see here, little girl, I wouldn't be talkin' to nobody else I wouldn't." "Not to Marry?" "Oh well, that French woman don't so much matter, 'cause most folks wouldn't understand even if she tried to tattle, and I guess she don't.

Templeton says the Castle Cliff people are as pleased as they can be." "I heard what he said," struck in Nate. "He said they jumped at it like a dolphin at a silver spoon." "He's always talking about that dolphin and that silver spoon," laughed Edith. "If I knew how a dolphin looks, I'd draw one and give it to him just for fun.

I hev got ter do my sheer o' work at home; we ain't through pullin' fodder off'n our late corn yit." Birt looked at him in silent surprise. Nate was older than his friend by several years. He was of an unruly and insubordinate temper, and did as little work as he pleased at home. He often remarked that he would like to see who could make him do what he had no mind to do.

"Then he told about the professor's wantin' Gus to be assistant and help do what the old man called 'experiments. "'Dixland? says Gus, 'Ansel Hobart Dixland, the great scientist! And I'm to be HIS assistant? Assistant to the man who discovered DIXIUM and invented "'Oh, belay there! snorts Nate, impatient. Tell me this he's awful rich, ain't he? "'Why, I believe yes, Harmon said he was.

But I hooked my fingers in his belt, and in spite of his plaintive oaths at my losing him the best seat at the table, told him in three words the sister's devoted journey. "Nate Buckner!" he exclaimed. "Him with a decent sister!" "It's the other way round," said I. "Her with him for a brother!" "He goes to the penitentiary this week," said Lin.

Potts not only widened his mouth from ear to ear, but, as O'Flynn said after, "stretched it clane round his head and tyed it up furr jy in a nate knot behind." Benham took a back seat, and when anybody remembered him for the next hour it was openly to gloat over his discomfiture. John Dillon was one of those frontiersmen rightly called typically American.

Whoever could be present at a sermon on the Sunday when a Purgatorian Society is to be established, would hear pathos and see grief of the first water. It is then he would get a "nate" and glowing description of Purgatory, and see the broad, humorous, Milesian faces, of three or four thousand persons, of both sexes, shaped into an expression of the most grotesque and clamorous grief.

We allow that you could not keep pigs, but it is a pity." "It is that, Sinclair. There is nothing would please me better than to see a score of nice little pigs, with a nate stye, and a magazine of food big enough to keep them, say, for a year." "Three months, O'Halloran, would be ample." "Well, we shall see, Sinclair.

Who built the school, and the church, and the Social-house?" "Do you like the new, so much better than the old, way, Lucy? You have had great sorrows since these changes, child." Joyce leaned forward to the girl, kindly. "I know, but if it had come before! How dreadful hungry and wretched we'd have been! And how would it have gone with Nate?