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"But he isn't half so big around." Sarah sat, fork poised, and gazed at him. "Not half so big as who?" she neglected her sentence structure. "Why Dexter!" said Caleb. "Isn't that what we were talking about?" "Maybe you were," Miss Sarah sniffed. "But I was not discussing Dexter's height or girth either. I was referring to his daughter and and our boy, Stephen.
Buckhanan and Belmont rising together, objected to any such movement, inasmuch as it would discover a spirit of weakness, to guard against which Uncle Caleb and Master Fourney had given express instructions. Here a long cross-fire of discussion ensued. I thought it had neither head nor tail, and was something after the order of what Mr.
I have described this sea-dog before as a younger sea-dog twenty years younger, in fact, he was in my employ then he and his sloop Screamer. Every big foundation stone that Caleb set in Shark Ledge Light the one off Keyport harbor can tell you about them both.
"I have done so, Bertha," pleaded Caleb. "There is one person that you know, my dove " "Oh, father! why do you say, I know?" she answered in a term of keen reproach. "What and whom do I know? I who have no leader! I so miserably blind!" In the anguish of her heart, she stretched out her hands, as if she were groping her way; then spread them, in a manner most forlorn and sad, upon her face.
"Perhaps as I am a busy man," suggested Caleb presently, "you would not mind coming to the point." "Certainly, I was but waiting for your leave. As you may have heard, I represent a very noble person " "Who, I think, took an interest in the captive to the extent of fifteen hundred sestertia," suggested Caleb.
Caleb turned, and ran laughing away, Mary Anna after him, and pointing at him with her finger. Caleb made his escape into the front entry, and hid behind the door. Mary Anna pretended to have lost sight of him, and not to know where he was; and she went about, saying, "Where is that little rogue? He came to get away one of my picture-books for nothing.
"May I trust to you to find me a tenant on these terms, Mr. Garth?" said Bulstrode. "And will you mention to me the yearly sum which would repay you for managing these affairs which we have discussed together?" "I'll think about it," said Caleb, in his blunt way. "I'll see how I can make it out." If it had not been that he had to consider Fred Vincy's future, Mr.
The truth of the above couplet has rarely had more forcible illustration than in the case of the late Caleb Cushing of Massachusetts. In politics he was successively Whig, Democrat, and Republican. During his first political affiliation, he was a Representative in Congress; in the second a member of Pierce's Cabinet; and in the third a Minister abroad.
At the meeting of the Legislature of 1847, some new members appeared. Caleb Cushing came from Newburyport, and Fletcher Webster, and J. Lothrop Motley from Boston. The Democrats of Boston and vicinity were then engaged in raising and equipping a regiment for Mexico. Cushing was Colonel of the regiment and Edward Webster, a brother of Fletcher, was the Captain of one of the companies.
Subsequently he had other foxes caught in traps set for hares, but was always able to release them. About one he had the following story. The dog he had at that time, named Monk, hated foxes as Jack hated adders, and would hunt them savagely whenever he got a chance. One morning Caleb visited a trap he had set in a gap in a hedge and found a fox in it.
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