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This little image" he took up from the Commissioner's table the golden scorpion, and the broken fragment of tail "is now definitely recognized by Dr. Stuart who is familiar with the work of Oriental goldsmiths to be of Chinese craftsmanship!" "It may possibly be Tibetan," interrupted Stuart; "but it comes to the same thing." "Very well," continued Max. "It is Chinese.
After his arrival, a couple of weeks were consumed in buying a cabin, presenting his letters of introduction, and settling down. But all things come in the fulness of time, and so, one night after the river closed, he pointed his moccasins in the direction of Jacob Welse's house. Mrs. Schoville, the Gold Commissioner's wife, gave him the honor of her company. Corliss wanted to rub his eyes.
Falconer, correcting himself; "of course I mean that too: but a young man can never distinguish himself, you know, so well as when his merit is raised to a conspicuous situation." "Or disgrace himself so effectually, as when he is raised to a situation for which he is unprepared and unfit." The commissioner's brow clouded some unpleasant reflection or apprehension seemed to cross his mind. Mr.
On the other hand, the Resident Commissioner's dog was a prudent animal, and whenever she heard the alarm-bell, she would leave even her dinner half eaten, and bolt down her master's bomb-proof.
He directed the light of his lantern upon the open letter and seemed to be stricken with wonder. "If you have any doubts," continued Smith "you may not be familiar with the Commissioner's signature you have only to ring up Scotland Yard from Dr. Petrie's house, to which we shall now return, to disperse them." He pointed to Forsyth. "Help us to carry him there.
"Two murdered?" The Commissioner's voice was stern. "Yes, Sir. Shot down in cold blood. We have the testimony of an eye witness. We followed the trail and came upon two of them. My horse was shot. One of them escaped; this man we captured." The Commissioner sat pondering. Then with disconcerting swiftness he turned upon the prisoner. "Your name?" "Cameron, Sir." "Where from?"
As he stood there, lost in far memories, the mellow, lemon-coloured lights from the commissioner's residence shone beautifully from the fronded palms and the faint wave of the waltzes of yesteryear became poignant and lovely, and the light trade-wind, clean here from the reek of lamps and clothing and human beings, vaguely tanged with the sea, blew upon him with a light, insistent pressure.
"Curses not loud but deep" come to our ears each day about the Commissioner's work of recording, and many say he is now deep in dissipation at Nome, instead of attending here to his business as he should. Miners declare him unfitted in every way for his position, and affirm that they will depose him from office.
The larger portion of the building was occupied by Governor McTavish, the smaller or official portion became the Commissioner's apartments. Here he was able to observe events, meet a number of the old settlers, and obtain his information at first hand. On the 15th of January Riel again demanded the Commissioner's papers; he, indeed, offered to send to Pembina for them, but Mr.
The Inspector disclosed the Commissioner's plans as far as he knew them. These, too, were discussed with approval or condemnation. The consequences of an Indian uprising were hinted at, but quickly dropped. The probabilities of such an uprising were touched upon and pronounced somewhat slight.
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