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So exasperated did the farmers become at length, that a meeting was held at Brookfield, at which it was resolved to offer a reward of two hundred dollars, "to any one killing the dog, or other animal, or giving such information as would lead to its discovery."
And again her blood, as with a wave of rich emotion, washed out the blank spot. She thought: "What can he want but my love?" And thus she satisfied her own hungry questioning by seeming to supply an answer to his. The ladies of Brookfield by no means encouraged Emilia to refuse the generous offer of Mr. Pericles. They thought, too, that she might might she?
If it is so there is wide suffering deep, for it, must be silent. Cornelia suggests one comfort for them that they will think less of poverty. "Why was Brookfield ever bought? Our old peaceful City-life the vacant Sundays! my ears are haunted by their bells for Evening Service. I said 'There they go, the dowdy population of heaven! I remember it now.
He knew the master of Ringwood was an unchanging man, very set in his ways, adhering closely to his plans and opinions. So Crane went back to Brookfield without purchasing a horse, saying as he left, "I claim first privilege when you wish to sell." He had talked to Porter in the stable, and Mike, busy near by, heard that part of their conversation referring to the horses.
But why didn't you stay in North Brookfield?" "Oh, it was a poor country indeed! A blast of wind would blow all the ground away there was! It does no good to the people, going to America," he said; "they come back worse than they went!" He is at work now in some quarries here. "The quarrymen get six shillings a week," he said, "with bread and tea and butter and meat three times a week.
The tale of Brookfield was told over again by Tracy, and Emilia shuddered, though Merthyr and her country held her heart and imagination active and in suspense, from moment to moment. It helped mainly to discolour the young world to her eyes. She was under the spell of an excitement too keen and quick to be subdued, by the sombre terrors of a tragedy enacted in a house that she had known.
Poor Sir Purcell Barren he may or may not have been mad, but when he was brought to the house at Brookfield quite by chance I mean, his body two labouring men found him by a tree I don't know whether you remembered a pollard-willow that stood all white and rotten by the water in the fir-wood: well, as I said, mad or not, no sooner did poor Cornelia see him than she shrieked that she was the cause of his death.
Was it not a very queenly sphere of Fine Shades and Nice Feelings that Brookfield had realized?
At Cambridge, Tennyson made the acquaintance of a group of young men who influenced his life profoundly. Kemble, Milnes, Brookfield and Spedding remained his lifelong friends; and as all good is reciprocal, no man can say how much these eminent men owe to the moody and melancholy Tennyson, or how much he owes to them. Tennyson began to write verse very young.
I began by speaking of Besworth cheerfully; saying, that if he really had no strong affection for Brookfield, that would make him regret quitting it, we saw innumerable advantages in the change of residence proposed. Predilection, not affection that was what I said. He replied that Besworth was a large place, and I pointed out that therein lay one of its principal merits.
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