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"No, sir, I have been looking over the plantation with my father all day, and only got home in time for dinner." "You chose a cool time for it!" and Mr. Hildreth laughed. Geoffrey Chittenden shrugged his shoulders. "When Geoffrey Chittenden, Senior, makes up his mind to do anything, he has the most sublime indifference for the thermometer of any one I ever had the honor of knowing.
Mr. Chittenden was a citizen of Vermont and Register of the Treasury under Lincoln, with whom he was in intimate and confidential relations: "During one of his welcome visits to my office," says Mr. Chittenden, "the President seemed to be buried in thought over some subject of great interest. After long reflection he abruptly exclaimed that he wanted to ask me a question.
Marian rose from the sofa, trying, as she always did, when the Doctor came, to look strong and well. She did not take his visits to herself. Doctor Chittenden had always come now and then to see her father, and if his visits had been more frequent of late they had not been more formal or professional than before. Graeme watched him as he fastened his horse, and then went to the door to meet him.
Catt, Mrs. Wilson, Dr. Marion Horton, the new State president; City Attorney Hamilton S. Peck, Miss Bernice Tuttle, president of the Child Welfare Bureau; Mrs. Anna Hawkes Putnam, State chairman of the Woman's Division of the National Council of Defense; Mrs. M. D. Chittenden, president of the State Y. W. C. A., and others. Mrs.
There's been burglars over at Peasemarsh Place Beale's just told me and they've took every single one of Lady Chittenden's diamonds and jewels and things, and she's a-goin out of one fainting fit into another, with hardly time to say 'Oh, my diamonds! in between. And Lord Chittenden's away in London." "Lady Chittenden," said Anthea; "we've seen her.
There were other mills and shops in town that would be glad enough to employ a Bennington man, which signified capability. "Mr. Bennington?" John turned. Chittenden, the young English inventor, stood respectfully just within the door. "Good morning, Mr. Chittenden. How's the invention going? Did you get that special pulley from Pittsburgh yet?" "The invention is going very well, sir.
Hobart, Hugh Mainwaring's physician and one of his most intimate friends, although a number of years his junior. Following him were Mr. Elliott and Mr. Chittenden, of the firm of Mainwaring & Co., while bringing up the rear were the coroner and a gentleman, somewhat below medium size and of modest appearance, whom the attorney greeted very cordially and afterwards introduced to Mr. Thornton as Mr.
At the forks of the road, the historian Chittenden says, "a simple signboard was seen which carried the words 'Road to Oregon, thus pointing the way for two thousand miles. No such signboard ever before pointed the road for so long a distance, and probably another such never will."
In the previous century, the Spaniards had discovered the value of the pelts of the fur-bearing animals of California, and a few venturesome spirits were soon to learn that the western mountains, forests and rivers abounded in the same profitable game. In his interesting and illuminative American Fur Trade of the Far West, Chittenden has shed a flood of light on these early-day operations.
"It was the Race-Horse that finished me up. No, thanks, I won't come in. A burnt child dreads the fire!" "We're all cool enough now-a-days," Chittenden replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Couldn't get up a blaze to heat a flat-iron!" and he passed in to the office, with the air of a man whose occupation is gone.
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