Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 3, 2025
He felt that the girl did not quite like the little slight his irony cast upon South Bradfield, or rather upon her for never having been anywhere else. He hastened to say, "I'm sure that in the life before this you were of the South somewhere." "Yes?" said Lydia, interested and pleased again as one must be in romantic talk about one's self. "Why do you think so?"
The general spirit represented by such movements was by no means confined to the commercial or manufacturing classes; and its most characteristic embodiment is to be found in the writings of a leading agriculturist. Arthur Young, born in 1741, was the son of a clergyman, who had also a small ancestral property at Bradfield, near Bury St. Edmunds.
Well, this began to look more like business especially that last sentence. I took it to Horton, and asked his advice. His opinion was that I had nothing to lose and everything to gain. So it ended by my wiring back accepting the partnership if it is a partnership and to-morrow morning I am off to Bradfield with great hopes and a small portmanteau.
Once in France I lodged near the garden of a convent where the nuns kept a girls' school, and I used to hear them laugh. You never happened to be a nun, Miss Blood?" "No, indeed!" cried Lydia, as if scandalized. "Oh, I merely meant in some previous existence. Of course, I didn't suppose there was a convent in South Bradfield."
I asked Cullingworth point blank what it meant, but he only turned it off with a forced laugh, and some nonsense about my thin skin. I think that I am the last man in the world to take offence where none is meant; but at any rate I determined to end the matter by leaving Bradfield at once.
Well, from the look of you, I should never have thought it. You can go if you like, Godfrey; I should be glad to talk to Mr. Bradfield for a few minutes; he is the first Radical I have ever liked," and he smiled at The Bradder, anticipating triumph. I did not go, and I am glad that I stayed, for both of them had to fight hard to keep their tempers, and their struggles fascinated me.
My last bit of work as a reporter for the Newcastle Journal was in describing the accident which happened at Bradfield, near Sheffield, in the spring of 1864.
With a Preface by Canon SCOTT HOLLAND. Crown 8vo. 2s. 6d. Seven sermons preached before the boys of Bradfield College. With a Preface by J.R. ILLINGWORTH. By E.B. LAYARD, M.A., 18mo. 1s. THE IMITATION OF CHRIST. By THOMAS A KEMPIS. With an Introduction by ARCHDEACON FARRAR. Illustrated by C.M. GERE, and printed in black and red. Fcap. 8vo. 3s. 6d.
To this I replied that the sum was about twelve pounds; that I still retained the message in which he had guaranteed me three hundred pounds if I came to Bradfield, that the balance in my favour was two hundred and eighty-eight pounds; and that unless I had a cheque by return, I should put the matter into the hands of my solicitor. This put a final end to our correspondence.
But the substantial and decisive reply to Burke came from his former correspondent, the farmer at Bradfield in Suffolk.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking