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Barnard, "Sir, they may talk of the King as they will; but he is the finest gentleman that I have ever seen." And he afterward observed to Mr. Langton, "Sir, his manners are those of as fine a gentleman as we may suppose Lewis the Fourteenth or Charles the Second."
This is her story; but you can never tell how much to believe of the stories which such girls tell." "Did you ever detect her in a falsehood?" asked the gentleman. "Why, no, I never did; but of course she will equivocate, for all such paupers will." "With whom did she live before she came here?" continued the gentleman. "With a Mr. Barnard," answered Mrs.
'Seeing my poor master was so disturbed in his mind, said Matthew, 'the doctor bid me run as fast as I could for the stuff he had ordered: which I did. But I was obliged to wait till it was made up; and when I come back my poor dear master was more distracting light-headed than ever. But still he kept raving about the parchment; and his cousin, Sir Barnard; and you, Mr.
The work of those worthy, painstaking saints we will neither quote nor criticise, saying only of each reverend versifier, "Truly, I would the gods had made thee poetical." Rev. John Barnard, who preached for fifty-four years in Marblehead, published at the age of seventy years a psalm-book for his people. Rev.
Charlotte knitted fast; her face was very pale. "I've come over here," said Deborah Thayer, "to find out what my son has done." There was not a sound, except the thud of Cephas's rolling-pin. "Mr. Barnard!" said Deborah. Cephas did not seem to hear her. "Mr. Barnard!" she said, again. There was that tone of command in her voice which only a woman can accomplish.
Barnard, however, made out an almost evanescent trace of it, October 15, 1890, with the great Lick telescope, and saw it easily in the spring of 1895, while six months later it evaded his most diligent search.
Richard had asked her why she didn't curl her hair as she used to do. All the people saw Sylvia's white bonnet; it seemed to turn their eyes like a brilliant white spot, which reflected all the light in the meeting-house. But there were a few women who eyed more sharply Sylvia's wedding-gown and mantilla, for she wore the very ones which poor Charlotte Barnard had made ready for her own bridal.
Barnard, had told her how a stove could be set up in the tavern any minute; but Hannah despised new notions. "Hannah won't have one, nohow," said Mrs. Barnard. "I dunno but I would, if Cephas could afford it, and wa'n't set against it. It seems to me it might save a sight of work." "Some folks are rooted so deep in old notions that they can't see their own ideas over them," declared Deborah.
Mebbe mebbe 'twon't be good for ye, studyin' so much." "Of course I can, you dear old Dad," I cried; and horribly guilty I felt as I looked at the kindly, weather-beaten face. "I shall do just whatever you say. But oh, I wish I could go to the city! Don't you suppose I could?" "Chicago, mebbe?" "I had thought of a post-graduate course in Barnard College that's in New York, you know."
Trevor; and he is no other man's friend, Mr. Trevor. I could not but suppose you understood all that perfectly at first; and I am very sorry to be so much deceived. But it is my misfortune to be always deceived, and entrapped; and 'Entrapped, Sir Barnard! I hope you do not apply that word to me? 'Nay, nay, Mr. Trevor, I want no quarrelling. 'Nor do I, Sir Barnard.
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