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Updated: May 6, 2025
Before the day closed news came to us of a serious character. The daring Rough Riders had been hardly dealt by. Hamilton Fish and Allyn Capron had been killed, and the wounded needed help. Wherever they might be, it must be possible to reach them, and it was decided that no time be lost.
539 Columbia; or, The Young Firemen of Glendale. By Ex-Fire-Chief Warden. 540 Paddling on the Amazon; or, Three Boy Canoeists in South America. By Richard R. Montgomery. 541 Happy Jack, the Daring Spy. A Story of the Great Rebellion. By Gen'l Jas. A. Gordon. 542 Nameless Nat; or, A Millionaire in Rags. By Allyn Draper. 543 The Boy Mail-Carrier; or, Government Service in Minnesota. By An Old Scout.
"Read it yourself," said he, and turned away. It was from Miss Allyn. It apologized for intruding on a stranger, on his time and patience, but she knew he had been Mr. Loring's medical adviser, and she felt compelled to make certain inquiries, her sister being still unable to write for herself. The doctor was probably aware that Mr.
When I have played it on an average of twice a day, ever since I came here! Haven't you any ears?" "Not for your kind of music," Allyn returned bluntly. "I want a little tune in mine." "Who is the man?" Billy asked. "Is he really of any account, Cis?" "I should think he was. Mr. Paulson, my teacher in New York, said he is the greatest American composer," she returned triumphantly.
There was a sensation at the Point when it was announced that Miss Allyn was to marry Mr. Forbes Crosby, a wealthy "board-of-trade man" of forty. Loring reappeared no more. He got his orders for San Francisco and sailed late in the fall, and barely had he gone than the story spread from lip to lip that Mr.
Besides, I am tired of being alone. Don't you want me to play for you?" Cicely's eyes shone mischievously, as she made the offer. "Not for a farm. I don't like your diddle-diddles; they haven't a particle of tune to them." "Come and take me to ride, then." "Why don't you go alone? I'm busy." Cicely took forcible possession of his book. "Allyn, you must come. I've a bad attack of the blues."
"Hu and Billy were my two best friends; and I don't think either one of them ever had a cross-grained day in his life. I was generally the aggressor, myself." Cicely rubbed her head against Theodora's knee in mute contradiction. "But what should you do in my case?" she persisted. "I don't know. Sometimes I can't tell what to do in my own. Allyn is rather a puzzle."
"That's nice of you, Allyn; but it isn't quite the same thing. Besides, if I practise now, I shall have more time for fun, to-morrow. Go back to your sister. Isn't she a dear?" "Yes, Hope is a good one," Allyn said, though without much enthusiasm; "but Ted is worth ten of her, according to my notions." And Cicely nodded up at him in token of agreement.
This naive extract from the records of the First Church of Windsor, Connecticut, will show the way in which the question of "singing by rule" was often settled in the churches, and it also gives a very amusing glimpse of the colonial manner of conducting a meeting: "July 2. 1736. At a Society meeting at which Capt. Pelatiah Allyn Moderator.
The corners of his mouth drooped dejectedly, whether from Cicely's chidings or from the taste of the soap it would be hard to say. "Pretty little dear; isn't he, Allyn?" she asked, while she scoured away at the tiny paws. "Just my ideal of a dainty lap dog. Melchisedek mustn't go into the coal. No, no!"
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