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Creed's chamber where he gave me the former book of the proceedings in the fleet and the Seal. Then to Harper's where old Beard was and I took him by coach to my Lord's, but he was not at home, but afterwards I found him out at Sir H. Wright's. Thence by coach, it raining hard, to Mrs. Jem, where I staid a while, and so home, and late in the night put up my things in a sea-chest that Mr.
Creed's accounts stick still through the perverse ignorance of Sir G. Carteret, which I cannot safely control as I would.
I've never belonged to any church, as I've often told you. But the longer I live the more I trust in Providence. Will Cummins was a good man, and he's all right, I tell you." "I feel that way myself. But I know my feeling in the matter don't alter the facts any. How do you figure it out?" "Well, my creed's about this: in spite of all the wickedness, this is a beautiful old world.
Creed's help, a very fine rich one, the best I did see there, and much better than she desires or expects, and sent it by Creed to Unthanke to be made against tomorrow to send by the carrier, thinking it had been but Wednesday to-day, but I found myself mistaken, and also the taylor being out of the way, it could not be done, but the stuff was sent me back at night by Creed to dispose of some other way to make, but now I shall keep it to next week.
"We all get lots of politics," said Ravenel. "Not son! not fum me, sir. Oh, my Lawd, sir, that's one of the worst parts of it! I don't dare teach him mine, much less unteach him his mother's. She's as spirited as she's gentle, sir." "Whatever was is wrong," drawled the young man. "That's the new creed." "Oh, sir, a new creed's too painful a thing fo' jest. Ow South'n press, Mr.
Since the young gentleman from Clavering had been and took lessons in fencing, one or two more had come from the barracks; Sir Derby Oaks, and his young friend, Mr. Foker, which was often together; and which was always driving over from Baymouth in the tandem. But on the occasions of the lessons, Miss F. was very seldom present, and generally came downstairs to Mrs. Creed's own room.
To the Duke of Yorks playhouse, and there saw "The Impertinents," a play which pleases me well still; but it is with great trouble that I now see a play because of my eyes, the light of the candles making it very troublesome to me. After the play to Creed's.
Creed's glance, roving idly over the river, was arrested by a quick commotion upon the surface of the water almost directly in front of him. He seized his rifle and leaped to his feet, hoping for a shot at a stray otter. The next instant the rifle slipped from his nerveless fingers and struck upon the ground with a muffled thud. Instead of an otter he was looking directly into the face of a man.
It seemed ages he stood there, staring in horrible fascination at the man in the river and then the man moved! He was advancing slowly shoreward, with a curious limp, as he had entered Burrage's store. Creed's ashen lips moved stiffly, and his tongue seemed to fill his mouth. "I've got 'em! I've got 'em," he maundered. "'S the booze, an' I'm seein' things!"
Creed's accounts stick still through the perverse ignorance of Sir G. Carteret, which I cannot safely control as I would.
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