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Not liking our quarters, we proceeded, notwithstanding the rain, to Windham, eight miles further, where we were well entertained at one Cary's. As the storm looked likely to continue, and I was so near Windsor, I was determined, if I must lie by for it, to lie by in a place where I could do some business.
"It was very kind of Miss Cary to say so," Stafford said stiffly. "I am afraid her praise is not justified." All this time Nehal Singh had been standing at Mrs. Cary's elbow, and she had persistently ignored him.
Finding that we were only reciting poetry, she expressed great satisfaction that we did not have it in the original, as she is so tired of trying to guess at what people are talking about. Indeed, Henry Cary's translation is so beautiful that we scarcely miss the charm of the old French.
Like Pope's, it fails to catch the grand style of its original. Unlike Pope's, it frequently fails to exhibit any style. It is hardly necessary to spend much time in proving that Mr. Longfellow's version is far superior to Mr. Cary's. It is usually easy and flowing, and save in the occasional use of violent inversions, always dignified.
"I think he is quite the handsomest man I have seen, and he has the manners of an Englishman. I wonder where he got them from." "I don't know," Stafford returned. "These people have a wonderful trick of picking up things. At any rate he realizes Miss Cary's curious description beautiful; though, with Miss Berry, I do not care for the word as applied to a man.
Next came Jamie, lame Jamie, who hobbled bravely forward on his crutches, his little white face pinched by pain, full for once with happy glow, and, as he placed them against the table, irresistibly Mary Cary's hand went out to his and she held it tight. "An original poem by Master James Jernigan," announced Mrs. McDougal, half rising from her seat and waving her hand in Jamie's direction.
At the sound of the man's excited whispering Cary's fears as to the value of Virgie's pass grew too strong to warrant this agony of watching and waiting, and he stepped forward with a sharp question: "Well, Corporal, isn't the pass satisfactory?" "Oh, perfectly perfectly," Dudley answered with baleful readiness, but made no move to return it. Cary put out his hand.
As they did so Elzey's brigade, the 10th Virginia, the 1st Maryland, the 3d Tennessee, the 8th and 2d South Carolina, the 18th and 28th Virginia, and Hampton's and Cary's legions charged. The First Brigade came down upon the guns for the third time, and held them. Stuart, standing in his stirrups and chanting his commands, rounded the base of the hill, and completed the rout. The Federals turned.
Cary's face took on again the grim lines which had been wiped away momentarily by their little bit of play. He was trying to make himself believe that the approaching party might be friends, although he knew only too well that such a possibility was full of doubt.
She finished the letters and gave them to Julius. "Let Easter's Jim take them right away, in time for the evening train. Have you seen Miss Unity?" "Yaas, ma'am. Miss Unity am in de flower gyarden wid Marse Hairston Breckinridge. Dey're training roses." "Where is Miss Molly?" "Miss Molly am in er reverence over er big book in de library." The youngest Miss Cary's voice floated in from the hall.
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