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"And now," Beasley announced, in stentorian tones, "if the ladies will be so kind as to take the gentlemen's arms, we will proceed to the dining-room and partake of a slight collation." Thereupon came a slender piping of joy from that part of the room screened from us by the Tree. "Oh, Cousin David Beasley, that was the BEAUTIFULLEST quadrille ever danced in the world!
Beasley listened to him with interest, and smiled as he observed him moving about amongst the crowd drinking with one, treating another, his tongue never idle in his denunciation of sheriffs, and all those who called in their aid. It almost seemed as if the man was acting under orders, orders, perhaps inspired by a subtler mind, to disguise the real source whence they sprang.
Hervy, the Duke's secretary, on the subject, who added, that as he had been so unwise as to refuse to serve his majesty, he must suffer for his folly. We have been particular in this anecdote; and we request our readers to bear it in mind, when we shall come to contrast this prompt answer of the royal Duke to the letter of a negro, with the conduct of Mr. Beasley, our agent for prisoners.
And they heard the movin' picture studios were all on the other side of town. So they went away." "Oh, dear!" sighed Bess. "Well, they were all right at that time. I'll write and tell Mrs. Morton," Nan said. "Did they tell you their names, Mrs. Beasley?" she asked. "Bless you! if they did, I don't remember. I have twenty-five girls all the time and lots of 'em only stay a few nights.
An' thet's why to-day I forgot our old quarrel.... But not a word about thet sheep-thief or I'll drive you off the place!" "But, Al be reasonable," remonstrated Dale. "It's necessary thet I speak of of Beasley." "It ain't. Not to me. I won't listen." "Reckon you'll have to, Al," returned Dale. "Beasley's after your property. He's made a deal " "By Heaven!
The Padre propped himself against the bar, and his eyes suddenly rested on an ugly stain on the sand floor. Beasley followed his glance, and beheld the pool of blood which had flowed from the Kid's wound. He cursed himself for not having obliterated it. Then, in a moment, he decided to carry the matter with a high hand. "Psha'! What's the use'n beatin' around!" he said half-defiantly.
Beasley, while both Frank and Harry wondered and Lathrop looked uncomfortable. "Sure I do," chirped Mr. Barr, "but no more for me. There's too many British gunboats and 'Merican gunboats and Dutch gunboats and what not about now to make it comfortable or healthy. No, I've retired from that business but there's money in it," he concluded with a regretful sigh. Immediately Mr.
The bar and the gambling-tables were always his own care. These were the things he would never trust to other hands. The bartender was his helper only, who was never allowed to escape the observation of his lynx eyes. Yes, Beasley Melford was flourishing as he intended to flourish, and his satisfaction was enormous.
"De Debby Beasley!" he stammered. "Debby Beasley!" "She was that deef housekeeper Bailey hired for me, teacher," explained the captain. "I've told you about her. Ho! ho! so that's the end of the mystery huntin'. We go gunnin' for Heman Atkins, and we bring down Debby! Well, Ase, goin' to see the old lady?" Mr. Tidditt's retort was emphatic. "Goin' to SEE her?" he repeated. "I guess not!
"Look here, the man's sick," I said to Newman. "Don't look at him like that he'll die. You've half scared him to death already." "Oh, no; he'll not die yet," said Newman. "He's just a little bit surprised at the encounter. But he's glad to see me aren't you, Beasley? Stop that nonsense, and get up!" This last was barked at the fellow; it was a soft-voiced but imperative command.
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