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Tunis Latham possessed keenly contrasting attributes of character. On the one hand he was of a rather practical mind and thought; on the other, his love of beauty and appreciation of nature's greater forces might have made of him an artist under more liberal conditions of birth and breeding. Ida May Bostwick had rasped all the finer feelings of the captain of the Seamew.
He was still engaged in looking at the girl when Bostwick half rose, with a tool in hand, and scowled at him silently.
Van watched the face of the girl for a time and finally spoke. "I'll let you know whatever I hear about your brother, if there is any more to hear. Meantime you'll have to remain here and wait." She was silent for a moment, reflecting on, the situation. "You took my suitcase away from Mr. Bostwick, you'll remember," she said, "and left it where we got the horses."
Peterman Bostwick urges that important results might be secured by making the canal an inclined plane, so that when a boat is placed upon it the boat will simply slide down hill by the power of the attraction of gravitation. This seems to us a beautiful method of adapting to the wants of man one of the most remarkable of the laws of Nature, and we should be inclined to give Mr.
Bostwick was there at her side. Beth had been caught in the press of the throng as they came from the telegraph office. He realized that at best his story concerning Queenie would be sufficiently black. With Beth in this theater of accusation the story of Queenie must wait. "It's nobody's business where I was," he said. "This whole affair is absurd!"
The use of books in the roof reading-rooms of libraries is very similar to their use in the playgrounds. Here and in children's reading-rooms boys and girls are free to choose the books they really want to read. In his book entitled "The American Public Library," Dr. Arthur E. Bostwick makes this statement: "There are no intellectual joys equal to those of discovery.
Bostwick was due, in his car, at nine o'clock, His visit to Goldite was not entirely one of business. He had grown alarmed at the lack of news from Beth. His letters had been ignored.
Far, far away, a mere speck on the road, he beheld a freight-team approaching a team of twenty animals at least, that he and Bostwick must encounter. A sudden memory of road conditions decided him to move. The ruts where he was were bad enough they were worse where the team must be passed. He did not reduce his speed to take to the brush.
Bostwick Castle, Scotland, had its vaulted ceiling painted with towers, battlements and pinnacles, a style of mural decoration which one sees in the oldest castles of Germany. It recalls the illumination in old manuscripts. Candlesticks, lamps, and fixtures for gas and electricity must accord with the lines of your architecture and furniture.
"I thought there was something in the wind, all along," imparted the little cashier. "Bostwick and McCoppet have been thicker than thieves for a week. But the money they needed wasn't Bostwick's. I wired to New York to get his standing and he's got about as much as a pin. But the girl stood in, you bet! She's got enough and dug up thirty thousand bucks to handle the crowd's expenses."
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