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I thought perhaps you knew I know he likes you better than any of the other girls. He says you have some sense, and the others haven't." "I guess that must have been before Lydia Orr came to Brookville," said Ellen, in a hard, sweet voice. "Yes; it was," admitted Fanny reluctantly. "Everything seems to be different since then."
After a few minutes of silence Tom remarked: "This night reminds me of the night I come from Cincinnati to Brookville on the canal-boat. Everything's so warm and clear like. I set out on top of the boat and seed the hills go by." "Did the hills go by?" asked Rita, who had heard the story of Tom's Cincinnati trip many times. "Well, they seemed to go by," answered Tom. "Of course, they didn't move.
Militia were ready all during the night to hurry to the town, but no train was operated in that direction. Five wagon bridges, the Big Four Railroad bridge, the depot and a paper mill were utterly destroyed. Fifty summer houses on White Water River south of Brookville were washed away, foundations and all.
Green was a farmer in easy circumstances, whose elegant and highly cultivated place was only a short distance from her father's residence. He was, probably, the richest man in the neighbourhood of Brookville; though, exceedingly close in all money matters. Mr. Bacon would have called upon him for aid in his extremity, but for two reasons. One was, Mr.
Baker, of the U. B. church, and afterwards held the usual crowded meeting in his church, leaving there at 8 o'clock for Brookville, O., where she held another big meeting at the U. B. church. Mrs. Nation has certainly worked hard here and proven herself in possession of wonderful energy and capacity for work.
At last he understood the girl, and as he thought of her shrinking aloofness standing guard over her eager longing for friends for affection, something hot and wet blurred his eyes. He was scarcely conscious that the man, who had taken to himself the name with which he had become hatefully familiar during his years in Brookville, was still speaking, till a startling sentence or two aroused him.
But just what was the beginning? What ever attracted your attention to this forlorn little place?" She was silent for a moment, her eyes downcast. Then she smiled. "I might ask you the same question," she said at last. "Why did you come to Brookville, Mr. Elliot?" He made an impatient gesture. "Oh, that is easily explained. I had a call to Brookville." "So did I," she murmured.
There was nothing about the girl or her possessions to indicate wealth or social importance, beyond the fact that she arrived in a hired automobile from Grenoble instead of riding over in Mrs. Solomon Black's spring wagon. Miss Orr brought with her to Brookville one trunk, the contents of which she had arranged at once in the bureau drawers and wardrobe of Mrs. Black's second-best bedroom.
Novelist, b. at Brookville, Indiana, served with distinction in the Mexican and Civil Wars, and rose to the rank of General. He was also a politician of some note, and was Governor of Utah and Minister to Turkey.
"What boys?" "Why, we got into a little discussion over to the Brookville House about this Andrew Bolton business his coming back unexpected, you know; and some of the boys seemed to think they hadn't got all that was coming to them by rights. Lute Parsons he gets kind of worked up after about three or four glasses, and he sicked the boys onto going out there, and " "Going out where?
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