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They went up three flights of stairs, to a small front room in the third story, with one window, looking west. Here Jim sat down the carpetbag, saying: "It's rather high up, sir; but you see we are expecting Mrs. Middleton and all her family, and of course the best spare rooms has to be given up to the ladies.

But the pay is good and I am glad he has it." "How long it seems since Harry was at home," said his mother. "I wish I could see him." "Yes, it would be pleasant," said Mr. Walton; "but the boy has his own way to make, so we will be thankful that he is succeeding so well." At ten o'clock the next day, Harry presented himself at the hotel. He carried in his hand a carpetbag lent him by Mr.

I peen not more than a year younger as you vos yourselluf! Don'd you git so bersonal in my remarks!" Then he saw Barney Mulloy, who was standing near, a broad grin on his face. With a howl, Hans flung the carpetbag and the flute straight up into the air. "Id vos Parney!" he shouted. "Id vos dot Irish pogtrotter!"

On Monday morning, just before the morning train was to start, Andrew appeared on the platform of the modest village depot with a small carpetbag in his hand, lent him by the Misses Grant. "Give me a ticket to Boston," said he to the station master. Godfrey Preston, who was about to return to his boarding school, had just purchased a ticket, and overheard this.

His new guide shouldered Robert's carpetbag, and conducted him to a hotel of good standing, managed on the European system. Dismissing the boy with the promised reward, Robert went up to his room on the fifth floor, and after attending to his toilet, sallied out into the street and made his way to the warehouse of the merchant who had been instrumental in raising the fund for him. "Mr.

Somehow these plans had failed, but she was sure that his motives were good. He was imprisoned, accused of treason and murder, and in his carpetbag were papers which, it was said, implicated prominent antislavery workers. Now his friends were fleeing the country, Sanborn, Douglass, and Howe. Gerrit Smith broke down so completely that for a time his mind was affected.

Five years later this would not have happened. My mother would have kissed my father and said, "Stay," and he would have stayed. But she was then very young and timid; and he, wild man, not of the woods, but the cloisters, not yet civilized into the tractabilities of home. In short, the post-chaise was ordered and the carpetbag packed.

"I wish you could sleep at home, Andy," said his mother. "They want me to purtect them," said our hero, with a little importance. "I'll pack my clothes in a handkerchief." "I've got a little carpetbag," said his mother. "That looks more respectable. When you have earned enough money, you must have a new suit of clothes." "How much will they cost, mother?"

The door of the dining-room was open. Mrs. Floyd was there arranging some jars of preserves in the cupboard, and turned at the sound of the slip-shod feet. "Good-morning," Mrs. Floyd said; "won't you have a seat?" Mrs. Dawson put her shawl and carpetbag on a chair. "I want to put up heer to-night," she said. "I never put up at a tavern in my life, an' I'm a sorter green hand at it.

"I wonder ef his mother was a Bent. There's old Micajah Bent's third daughter, Roxana Jane, married a Morton, or it might have been a Moulton. Ever see him afore?" "No, ma'am. Here you are." "So I be! and there's Reuben at the gate. How are ye all? Jest take this carpetbag, will ye, and I'll give you a cent some time or 'nother." Reuben did not appear much elated by this promise.

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