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Decorated cloth, $1.50. An Ingenious and Engrossing Romance By HARRIS BURLAND Author of "Dacobra." Illustrated. 12mo. $1.50 A remarkably absorbing romance, conceived and planned with fine imagination, yet carried out with all the vivid actuality and plausibility of the most prosaic "detective" story.
I told him to tell his companies to hang on till the last on the left and at the same time to take all the stragglers and put them into the trenches in rear of his left company as support. The ground on his right which I had crossed was badly enfiladed. Lieut.-Colonel Burland came along, having put all the men he could muster into our supporting trenches.
On our left Lieutenant Colonel Burland of Montreal took charge of the 14th and fought rifle in hand. He greatly distinguished himself. All this time a miserable Hun was playing on our trenches from the left rear with a machine gun. Between our forward position and St.
The citizens of Rock River were amazed and horrified one Monday morning to learn that Dot Burland had eloped with the clerk in the principal bank in the town, a married man and the leader of the choir in the First Church. Some of the people when they heard of it, said: "I do not believe it," and when they were convinced, the tears came to their eyes. "She was such a pretty girl, and think of Mrs.
Arnold murmured a few words of excuse and turned away. Mr. Tidey Junior carefully arranged his necktie and slipped down from his stool. Mr. Jarvis, who was answering the telephone, took off his gold-rimmed spectacles and wiped them. "Some one must go in and say that Mr. Burland, of Harris & Burland, wishes to know at what time he can see the governor.
He had made an excellent battalion out of his corps, and as we had alternated with them in the trenches until this turn, we knew their worth. His second in command, Colonel Burland, was also a keen and efficient officer. The commandant of the 14th was not a "fusser." He was always cool and collected and his example permeated his whole staff and officers.
On the way back from Hayling Island I met with an accident which luckily had no bad results for me. Accompanied by General Turner, V.C., and Lt.-Colonel Burland, I was being driven in an automobile from Salisbury city to Lark's Hill Camp, when the steering gear of the automobile went wrong and we ran into an embankment, the car turning turtle.
General Turner, V.C., who was in the rear seat with Colonel Burland, was buried under the machine, and as I cleared myself from the broken glass and debris I hear him groan, whilst the automobile hind wheels continued to revolve as long as any gasoline was left in the carburettor to feed the engine.
"Dot Burland isn't." "Oh, she only pretends; she wants you to think she's brave." "That's a lie." He said it so savagely that Maud hastened to apologize. Naturally a lad of this temper had his loves. He made no secret of them, and all the young people in the town knew his sweethearts and the precise time when his passion changed its course.
BURLAND may slay on, secure in his pre-eminence. The Rev. Frank Farmer, hero of Mr. So earnestly indeed did they adore him that, after he had preached a stirring series of sermons on the evils of gambling, they decided to subscribe and send him for a holiday to Monte Carlo.
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