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Sewell or your grand'ther either; 'cause you see these 'ere wild chaps they'll take things from me they wouldn't from a church-member or a minister. Folks mustn't pull 'em up with too short a rein, they must kind o' flatter 'em off. But that ar Atkinson's too rediculous for anything; and if he don't mind, I'll serve him out.
Personally I read Atkinson's copy of "Little Dorrit," for it sufficed nothing to despair; we could not move, and one had to be patient. Next day we had less wind, but it snowed most of the day. We did, all the same, get glimpses of the sun and one of the land.
Atkinson's acquaintance offered to lend me thirty- five pounds upon them when you was in your last distress. But why are you computing their value now?" "I was only considering," answered he, "how much we could raise in any case of exigency."
Atkinson's, letting their coffee grow cold as they devoured the Banner, stopping only here and there to call across to each other: "Good work, Simp., old boy! Great story!" Then Simpkins turned the page. Accident ten killed bank robbed caught Mrs. Jones gets divorce.... What! Simpkins stuttered around for an exclamation; then looked up weakly.
The homeward journey was made in sorrow and doubt, for Atkinson's little band of brothers had to shoulder another responsibility the determination of Campbell's fate.
Young senators among their seniors, they still have much growth to make before they can enter into their full forest dignity, yet Henry Ward Beecher's elm is nearly two feet through and has a spread of fifty; Max O'Rell's white-ash is a foot in diameter and fifty feet high; Edward Atkinson's is something more, and Felix Adler's hemlock-spruce, the maple of Anthony Hope Hawkins, L. Clark Seelye's English ash, Henry van Dyke's white-ash, Sol Smith Russell's linden, and Hamilton Wright Mabie's horse-chestnut are all about thirty-five feet high and cast a goodly shade.
Miss Darrell would be reading novels in the drawing-room; there was no fear of meeting any one; but some instinct for we have no word in our human language to express the divine impetus that sways our inward promptings induced me to take refuge in the dark asphalt path that skirted the meadow and led to Atkinson's cottage and the kitchen-garden.
It may be that these things hastened the breaking-down of Sir Harry Atkinson's health in 1890. At any rate fail it did, unhappily. His colleague, Sir Frederick Whitaker, was ageing palpably. Nor did Sir John Hall's health allow him to take office. By permission of Messrs. With their tres Magi thus disabled, the Conservative party began to lose ground.
I remember the first draw-back which happened to my comfort, was Atkinson's not appearing during the whole of one day. The captain tried to reconcile me to it, by saying that Mr. Atkinson was confined to his cabin; that he was not quite well, but a day or two would restore him. I begged to be taken in to see him, but this was not granted.
Put the lash on their backs." A gleam of unholy joy shone in Atkinson's eyes as he heard Weir's words. "All right; that goes," he said. "But I'm warning you that they'll quit. You'll see 'em stringing out of camp for home to-night, and those who hang out till to-morrow will leave then for sure. By to-morrow night the dam will be as quiet as a church week-days.
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