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No, he could not be induced to appropriate a moment more; he was going to run on up the street and call on Colonel Cowles. "How is the old gentleman, anyway?" "His spirits," said Sharlee, "were never better, and he is working like a horse. But I'm afraid the dear is beginning to feel his years a little." "He's nearly seventy, you know.
Miss G. A. Cowles designed a memorial window and a decorative border for the chancel of St. Michael's Church, Brooklyn. Together with her sister, she designed a window in the memory of the Deaconess, Miss Stillman, in Grace Church, New York City. These sisters now execute many windows and other decorative work for churches, and also superintend the making and placing of the windows.
He left the ambulance and came rapidly forward. "By Jove!" he said, "here you are again! Am I your shadow, Mr. Cowles, or are you mine? It is really singular how we meet. I'm awfully glad to meet you, although I don't in the least see how you've managed to get here ahead of us." Belknap by this time had turned away about his duties, and Orme and I spoke for a few minutes.
An angry young man challenged, "If Gertie 's up I think I'll come in a few minutes and see her." "Why, uh " hesitated Mrs. Cowles. He merely walked in past her. His anger kept its own council, for he could depend upon Gertie's warm greeting lonely Gertie, he would bring her the cheer of the great open.
And during the first half of the year, I preached on an average seven sermons a week. The Pastors were a band of devoted and earnest workers, and the year was one of remarkable success. At Fond du Lac a charge of Pastors occurred, as the term of the former Pastor had expired. His successor was Rev. O.J. Cowles. a young man of excellent promise.
John Barrington Cowles was standing before a picture one, I think, by Noel Paton I know that the subject was a noble and ethereal one. His profile was turned towards us, and never have I seen him to such advantage. I have said that he was a strikingly handsome man, but at that moment he looked absolutely magnificent.
"I remember seeing the veil you wear once before at a certain little meeting between Mr. Orme and myself." "You seem to have been a haberdasher in your time, Mr. Cowles! Your memory of a lady's wearing apparel is very exact. I should feel very much nattered." None the less I saw the dimple come in her cheek. She was pulling on her glove as she spoke.
I have simply lived along, enjoying life, not thinking. Do we love because we are but creatures? I cannot be loved so I will not be! I will not submit that what I have sometimes dreamed shall be so narrow as this. John Cowles, a woman must be loved for herself, not for her sex, by some one who is a man, but who is beside " "Oh, I have said all that.
He turned into a crestfallen youth as Mrs. Cowles opened the door and waited waited! for him to speak, after a crisp: "Well? What is it, Carl?" "Why, uh, I just thought I'd come and see how Gertie is." "Gertrude is much better, thank you. I presume she will return to school at the end of vacation." The hall behind Mrs. Cowles seemed very stately, very long.
It may have been imagination, but it seemed to me that in the flickering light I could distinguish a vague something in front of him a shimmering form which eluded his grasp and led him onwards. I saw his outlines stand out hard against the sky behind him as he surmounted the brow of a little hill, then he disappeared, and that was the last ever seen by mortal eye of Barrington Cowles.
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