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Barringer that the government did not desire to renew the negotiation for the purchase of Cuba made by the late administration, since the proposition had been considered by the Spanish government as a national indignity; that should Spain desire to part with Cuba, the proposal must come from her.
He married Catharine Barringer, which latter name was originally spelled Behringer.
A heart which is already enlarged or slightly dilated and insufficient, under the stress of muscular labor will more slowly increase its forcefulness, and we have the delayed rise in systolic pressure. Barringer concludes that: The pulse rate and the blood pressure reaction to graduated work is a valid test of the heart's functional capacity.
Four days of the week were consumed by the witnesses for the prosecution. On Friday morning Ruth and her lawyers were elated over the unimportant character of the testimony. Suddenly Barringer looked at the prisoner, frowned, and said: "Call Kate Ransom Gordon to the witness stand." The prisoner went white and lowered his eyes. There was a stir at the side door.
Allen Golyer, apparently unconscious in his fatigue of the cap which Dame Barringer was vicariously setting for him, walked away with his spade on his shoulder, and the good woman went systematically to work in making Susie miserable by sharp little country criticisms of her heart's idol. Day after day wore on, and, to Dame Barringer's delight and Susie's dismay, Mr. Leon did not come.
So they came, one after another, and filled up the town Abe Cohen, the Jew clothing dealer, Barringer, the druggist, Dr. Barton, rival of Dr. Smelter and a far more highly skilled practitioner, Jake O'Flaherty, the saloon-keeper, Widow Stokes, rag carpet weaver and gossip, Jeremy Whitling, town carpenter, and his golden-blonde daughter Lucy, school-teacher, Dr. Sohmer, dentist.
I protest there was no thought of coquetry in the declaration which Susan Barringer blurted out to her old lover under the sympathetic starlight of the May heaven. But Allen Golyer would have been a dull boy not to have taken heart and hope from it. He became, as of old, a frequent and welcome visitor at Crystal Glen.
The other young man approached: "Here is what you want, miss rich and elegant. Just suits your style. Sets off your hair and eyes beautiful." The ladies looked up. A more decided voice than Mr. Simmons'; whiter hands than Mr. Simmons' handled the silken bands; bolder eyes than the weak, pink-bordered orbs of Mr. Simmons looked unabashed admiration into the pretty face of Susie Barringer.
But one who looked closely in his eyes would have seen a curious stealthy, half-shaded light in them, as of one who, though working against hope, was still not without resolute will. Dame Barringer, who had seen him coming up the walk, bustled in: "Good-morning, Allen. How beat out you do look! Now, I like a stiddy young man, but don't you think you run this thing of workin' into the ground?"
It was the next morning that Miss Susie vaulted over the fence where Allen Golyer was digging the hole for Colonel Blood's apple tree. "Something middlin' particular," continued Golyer, resolutely. "There is no use leaving your work," said Miss Barringer pluckily. "I will stay and listen." Poor Allen began as badly as possible: "Who was that feller with you yesterday?" "Thank you, Mr.
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