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Bence could have been a good deal longer in saying what he had to say, and a thousand times more oratorical. Nevertheless, there was not a man or woman present who did not declare that it was the greatest speech ever heard in Plattville; and they really thought so to such lengths are loyalty and friendship sometimes carried in Carlow and Amo and Gaines.
I must not omit to inform my readers that during the time I was at Bence Island, which was the great mart for slave dealing, forty of those unfortunate beings arrived, most of them half famished.
It was mighty good of you." The door swung open, letting out a path of light. "Aunt Mavity!" cried the girl. "Mother and the children have come down to see me. Isn't it fine?" Mavity Bence made her appearance in the doorway, her faded eyes so reddened with weeping that she looked like a woman in a fever.
Bence Jones were true or false, here is his place, and a very fine place it is. The lodge is at one side of the road, the entrance to his residence at the other. The residence is very nice, very commodious, and is at some distance from the road. The property is extensive, but very poor land mountain and bog. His walled- in plantation ran along the road for quite a great distance.
Experimental Researches in Electricity. By Michael Faraday. From the Philosophical Transactions. Abstracts of the Philosophical Transactions from 1800 to 1837. Faraday's Experimental Researches in Electricity and Magnetism. 3 vols. Life and Letters of Faraday. By Dr. Bence Jones. Michael Faraday. By J.H. Gladstone. By Henry M. Noad. Revised by W.H. Preece. Michael Faraday. By John Tyndall.
"I didn't have no luck borryin' for this one," complained the sick woman fretfully. "Looks like everybody's got that mean that they wouldn't lend me a rag ... an' the Lord knows I only ast a wearin' of the clothes for my chillen. Folks can make shore that I return what I borry ef the Lord lets me." "Ain't they nothin' to put on the baby?" asked Mavity Bence, aghast. "No.
"Somebody git me a glass of water," called Uncle Pros. Mavity Bence ran out with one, but when she got close enough to see plainly the shackled figure Passmore supported, she thrust the glass into Mandy Meacham's hand and flung her apron over her head. "Good Lord!" she moaned. "I reckon they've killed him. They done one of my brothers that-a-way in feud times, and throwed him over a bluff.
Bence Jones went to the Prussian capital to see the celebrated experiments of Du Bois Reymond. Influenced, I suppose, by what he there heard, he afterwards invited me to give a Friday evening discourse at the Royal Institution. I consented, not without fear and trembling.
W. Bence Jones or his son, who are as gigantic of stature as they are resolute of mind, need fear personal attack. They are known to be armed to the teeth, and the chances are that the weak-minded labourers who have deserted them are far more afraid of "the masters" than they are of them. The household of Lisselan consists for the time being of the Messrs. Bence Jones, father and son.
It's a sure thing that he wouldn't come out against Kedge and that he'd refuse to let his name be used against him. Therefore, we've got to keep it quiet from him; the whole thing has to be worked quietly. The McCune folks were quiet until they thought they were sure; we've got to be quieter still. Well, we've made out a plan." "And a plan that will operate," added Mr. Bence.
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