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But the truth is," said Atwater, with a brightening eye, "I find good in it I never thought was there before." Frank had no word to answer him. Conscience-stricken, sick at heart, miserable as he could be, he could only lie there in his berth, and look at the brave soldier, and envy him.
"Who's that?" the visiting one asked. "It's Noble Dill; he's kind of one of the crowd." "Is he nice?" "Oh, sort of. Kind of shambles around." "Looks like last year's straw hat to me," the visiting one giggled. "Oh, he tries to dress lately, that is but he never did know how." "Looks mad about something." "Yes. He's one of the ones in love with that Julia Atwater I told you about."
"You don't seem to care for any thing." "Those that care the most don't always show it," said Atwater, laconically, as they crept back into the tent. All was hushed and dark within; but soon they heard whispers. "Abe! Frank! that you?" And they soon found that the tent was full of the fugitives, awaiting their return. "What made you let 'em catch you?
"Papa was talking about you this very morning at breakfast," she said; and she spoke the truth. "He said he dreamed about you last night." "He did?" Julia nodded sunnily. "He dreamed that you and he were the very greatest friends!" This also was true, so far as it went; she only omitted to state that Mr. Atwater had gone on to classify his dream as a nightmare. "There!" she cried.
The Organstep was seated at his organ in a In some beautifil words of vagle and brir But he was a gReat organstep and always When the soil is weary And the mind is drearq I would play music like a vast amen The way it sounds in a church of new Subscribe NOW 25 cents Adv & Poetry 20 cents up. Atwater & Rooter News Paper Building 25 cents per YEAR
Fox could not go, but Comyn and I went to the inn, having first attended "The Tempest" at Drury Lane with Lady Di and Mr. Beauclerk. We found his Grace awaiting us in a private room, with Captain Lewis, of the 60th Foot, who had figured as a second in the duel with young Atwater.
Only Frank: he regarded the still, earnest soldier a long time, silently admiring his calmness and strength, so perfectly expressed in his mild, firm, kindly, taciturn face, and wondering what book he had. "What are you reading, Atwater?" he at length asked. "My Bible," replied the soldier, giving him a grave, pleasant smile. Frank felt pained, almost jealous.
We will put Emil Einstein 'through the thirty-third degree, and in three days Atwater, the two women and I will be off for Breslau. Leave me a free hand, and I'll get your murderer and the money. But remember, one single imprudence loses both man and money; you, your vengeance; me, my reward. And I depend on this windfall to marry!" "So do I, Dennis," sadly smiled Witherspoon.
He glanced at Atwater, resting on his left side as he brought his gun back after discharging it; taking out his cartridge; then turning on his back, holding the piece with both hands and placing the butt between his feet; and in that position, with the barrel over his breast, charging cartridge, drawing rammer, and so forth. All which the tall soldier performed scientifically and quickly.
"A good many houses have burned to the ground just that way." "It fell on the cement floor," Florence reported, peering into the window. "It'll go out pretty soon." "Then I suppose we might as well do the same thing," said Newland, addressing Julia first and Mr. Dill second. "Miss Atwater and I are just starting for a walk." Mr. Ridgely also addressed the new arrival.
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