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Corwin and Harry's sister, his senior by a few years, were seated in the living room, each intent on their reading, when the bell rang and the maid soon thereafter ushered in a tall soldier, an officer in the American Army. The gold leaf on his shoulder proclaimed him a major, and the wings on his collar showed Harry, at least, that he was one of the Flying Corps.
Corwin, "is one of the Flying Squadron of the Brighton Academy." The major was frankly puzzled. "Have you a school of flying here, then?" he asked as he took Harry's hand. "Not yet, sir," said Harry with some embarrassment. "That is not fair, father," said Grace Corwin, who saw that Harry was rather hurt at the joke.
There was then in Congress the most famous stump-speaker of his time, and perhaps of all times, a man of great physical, intellectual, and moral vigor; powerful in argument, sympathetic in manner, of infinite wit and humor, and, unfortunately for General Crary, a Whig, Thomas Corwin, of Ohio. Mr.
Corwin, that some observation I made upon political normality seemed to strike him as a new thought; suppose it was a topic seldom touched upon in Washington society. It led to a good deal of conversation, then and afterwards; and I must say that a more high-principled and religiously minded statesman I have never met with than Mr. Corwin.
Regularly about sundown this rude barrier was swung, like a derrick, across the road and made fast, I think, to a tree upon the farther side. On our arrival there followed a gay scene in the bar. I was presented to Mr. Corwin, the landlord; to Mr. Jennings, the engineer, who lives there for his health; to Mr.
Ewing's house, and I also knew that he had been extremely friendly to my father in his lifetime; so I ventured to send in to him my card, "W. T. S., First-Lieutenant, Third Artillery." He came to the door promptly, when I said, "Mr. Corwin, I believe Mr. Webster is to speak to-day." His answer was, "Yes, he has the floor at one o'clock." I then added that I was extremely anxious to hear him.
If it was a boat, it showed no light. Anxiously the boys watched, and after a few minutes Steve announced with quiet triumph: "We're pulling up on her, fellows, whoever she is!" "She's the Follow Me," declared Harry Corwin. "She must be, or she wouldn't be running without lights." "We'll know before long," said Steve. "I wish the moon would stay out a little longer, though.
Only be sure to come back." "If I did not, what then?" "If you did not come back, I should go to India with Captain Corwin. I like Miss Eunice a little, but your other lady doesn't want me," she replied with a frankness that was amusing, it was so free from malice. "Good-bye until to-night, then." She put her hand in his. Then she reached up tiptoe. "Kiss me," she said.
"Did I say Anna Corwin?" "If I am not deaf." "Then I must have meant some one else; to be sure I did how queer of me. I am going to Lucy's. You cannot say, sir, that she does not live in this direction. I'll not walk with you if you are bound to be particular, though." Her little ears were very red. "I beg you to forgive me and allow me to walk with you," cried the Captain eagerly.
"You have great confidence in Stuart Harley," retorted Miss Andrews, gazing out of the window with a pensive cast of countenance. "Haven't you?" asked Mrs. Corwin, quickly. "As a man, yes," returned Marguerite. "As an author, however, I think he is open to criticism. He is not always true to the real. Look at Lord Barncastle, in his study of English manners!
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