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That afternoon the young editor left his office at five o'clock and asked Miss Lawrence to be his wife. Preston Cheney walked briskly down the street after he left his fiancee, his steps directed toward the Palace. It was seven o'clock, and he knew the Baroness would be at home.
Of her life of servitude there, her yearning for an education, and her meeting with "Apollo," as she designated Preston Cheney. "For truly he was like the glory of the rising day to me, the first to give me hope, courage and unselfish aid. I loved him, I worshipped him. He loved me, but he strove to crush and kill this love because he had worked out an ambitious career for himself.
Annie G. Porritt, Miss Mabel C. Washburn, Mrs. Frederick C. Spencer, Mrs. Hiram P. Maxim, Mrs. William H. Deming, Mrs. Samuel T. Davis, Jr., Mrs. S. H. Benton, Mrs. William C. Cheney.
I should very much like to talk the matter over with you. The Journal again: May 15th. Presided at Antiquaries as V.-P. June 11th. Great party at Count Muenster's for the golden wedding of Emperor Wilhelm. From Mr. E. Cheney Audley Square, July 1st. I have an impression of Shelley's portrait, which Colnaghi has just engraved.
Christ is crucified by the fashionable clergymen to-day more cruelly than he was by the Jews of old. Senator Cheney was not a church member, and he seldom attended service. This was a matter of great solicitude to his wife and daughter.
Miss Cheney was delirious, and calling constantly for the rector. Her physician feared the worst. The rector came, and his presence at once soothed the girl's delirium. "History repeats itself," said Preston Cheney meditatively to himself. "Alice is drawing this man into the net by her alarming physical condition, as Mabel riveted the chains about me when her mother died.
The one who killed him." "On your way out from town?" Rand inquired. "Yes. I stopped at his place, about a quarter to nine. I was sore as hell about the hooking he gave me on that North & Cheney, falsely so-called, and I decided to stop and have it out with him. We had words, most of them unpleasant.
"Mabel is nearly distracted, and this news will excite her still further. We thought this morning that she was on the verge of serious mental disorder. I sent for her fiance, Mr Cheney, and he has calmed her somewhat. You always exerted a soothing and restful influence over my wife, and you may have the same power with Mabel. Stay with us, I beg of you, through the afternoon at least."
Jonas looked at Milton, indignantly. "Going to a hotel! How come you to try to insult the boss' and my house, Mr. Milton? Huh! Hotel! Huh!" He took the check and left the room, still snorting. Milton rose. "I mustn't intrude any longer, Mr. Secretary." "Luckily I'm free, to-night," said Enoch. "We'll have a great talk. Ask Cheney to come in, please." "Mr.
There are indeed certain liquors, which, being applied to our passions, or to fire, produce effects the very reverse of those produced by water, as they serve to kindle and inflame, rather than to extinguish. Among these, the generous liquor called punch is one. It was not, therefore, without reason, that the learned Dr Cheney used to call drinking punch pouring liquid fire down your throat.
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