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In this way Ansel Bourne, the Rhode Island itinerant preacher, became metamorphosed into A. J. Brown, and, without any recollection of his former career or relationships, drifted to Pennsylvania and began an entirely new existence as a shopkeeper in a small country town. Similarly with Dr.
The last thing he could remember before waking was seeing the Adams express wagons at the corner of Dorrance and Broad Streets, in Providence, on his way from the store of his nephew in Broad Street to his sister's residence in Westminster Street, on January 17th. The memory of Ansel Bourne retained absolutely nothing of the doings of A. J. Brown, whose life he had lived for nearly two months.
Ansel Bourne, five weeks after leaving Rhode Island, opened a shop in Norristown, and stocked it with toys and confectionery which he purchased in Philadelphia. He called himself A. J. Brown, and lived and did business, and went to meeting, like any ordinary mortal, giving no one any suspicion that he was any other than A. J. Brown.
Then I'm comin' back to wait for him." "But you won't have to wait. He'll never come. He's dead." "Dead? DEAD? By the everlastin'! this has been too much for you, I ought to have known it. I'll send the doctor here right off. I can't stay myself. I've got to go. But " "Listen! listen to me! Ansel Coffin is dead, I tell you. I know it. I know all about it. That was what I wanted to see you about.
When I get the chance, I do my own stuff; I have a show every couple of years if I can." "The only photographer besides Ansel Adams and Cartier-Bresson that I can remember is the Hungarian guy, Kertesz." Mo looked at him sharply. "His pictures of New York are so still," Joe said, "like etchings, but they're awake.
"Nay, I s'pose likely; 'less they're same as me, a born Shaker," Ansel replied. Susanna drew her Shaker bonnet forward over her eyes and turned her back to Brother Ansel under the pretense of reaching over to the rows of sweet marjoram.
"Levinsky is right. You can't sell goods unless you know who you deal with." The following two days were as barren of results as the first. Mrs. Chaikin had lost all confidence in the venture. She was becoming rather hard to handle "I don't want Ansel to bother any more," she said, peevishly.
In the same proclamation, and in accordance with the provisions of the new Constitution, the Governor designated "Monday, The 26th Day of October Next" as the time for holding the first general election for State officers. The returns of this election showed that the Democrats had succeeded in electing Ansel Briggs, their candidate for Governor, by a majority of one hundred and sixty-one votes.
He went out soon afterward and then Laban, turning to Albert, asked a few questions. "How do you think you're goin' to like South Harniss, Ansel?" he asked. Albert was tempted to reply that he, Keeler, had asked him that very question before, but he thought it best not to do so. "I don't know yet," he answered, carelessly. "Well enough, I guess." "You'll like it fust-rate bimeby.
Manheimer's derision, especially the word "lobster," was ringing in my ear. He passed out of the shop, but ten or fifteen minutes later he came back, and as I saw him walk down the aisle I became breathless with hate. The word "lobster" was buzzing in my brain amid vague, helpless visions of revenge Presently my eye fell upon Ansel Chaikin, the designer, and a strange thought flashed upon me.
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