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Creighton," says Vee. "Hadn't we, Torchy?" "Uh-huh," says I. "Quite flattering, I'm sure," puts in Clyde, smilin' sarcastic, while Auntie shoots a doubtful look at me. But we hung around just the same, and before ten o'clock Creighton announces that he must really be going. "Me too," says I, cheerful. "I'll ride down with you if you don't mind." "Oh, charmed!" says Clyde.
Professor the Rev. Mandell Creighton, M.A., was born at Carlisle, and educated at Durham Grammar School and Merton College, Oxford. He was ordained deacon in 1870 and priest in 1873, and in 1875 accepted the living of Embleton, in Northumberland. In 1884 he was elected to the newly founded professorship of Ecclesiastical History in the University of Cambridge.
Perhaps he had caught a spark of the spirit of coquetry from Mrs. Creighton, and resented her flirting so much with Mr. Stryker; for he did not give her all the flowers he had gathered, but offered a few to each lady as she entered the boat. "Thank you, Mr. Hazlehurst, very gallantly done," said Mrs. Creighton, placing one of the lobelias, with a sprig of Mr. Stryker's, in her belt.
And Patteson and Creighton of these later days, bishops who gave their lives, the one upon a savage shore, the other to the endless toil of the great diocese of London. Do they not pass along, and people with their memory the shadowy recesses of this ancient place? Now let us stroll on 'tis but a step to Christ Church. Sometimes it seems as though this should take precedence of all other colleges.
This was the Cambridge home of Milton and Darwin, interesting memorials of whom were shown me. Among the guests was Dr. Creighton, professor of ecclesiastical history. The early part of Creighton's book on the "History of the Papacy During the Reformation Period" had especially interested me, and I now enjoyed greatly his knowledge of Italian matters.
I'm Creighton. 'Of the Ethnological Survey? said Father Victor. The Englishman nodded. 'Faith, I'm glad to meet ye then; an' I owe you some thanks for bringing back the boy. 'No thanks to me, Padre. Besides, the boy wasn't going away. You don't know old Mahbub Ali. The horse-dealer sat impassive in the sunlight. 'You will when you have been in the station a month. He sells us all our crocks.
"Would you really like to see the account which this newcomer gives of himself?" asked Hazlehurst. "Certainly; I speak seriously, I assure you." "You shall see it this evening," said Harry. "I think you will agree with me, that it is a strange story." "But, Mrs. Creighton," said Mr.
It was in 1885 that Mr. then recently made Professor Creighton, showed me at Cambridge an extraordinarily interesting summary, in Lord Acton's handwriting, of what should be the principles the ethical principles of the modern historian in dealing with the past. They were, I think, afterward embodied in an introduction to a new edition of Machiavelli.
They were all of them familiar with the atrocious murder which, putting a price upon his head, had driven Creighton, then a distinguished member of the bar in one of the more civilized portions of the state, from the pale and consideration of society; and their anxieties were now entirely addressed to the new object which the recital they had just heard had suggested to them.
Some gathering clouds at length warned the party to turn inn-ward again. "It is to be hoped the shower won't reach us, for your sake, ladies," said Robert Hazlehurst. "I hope not, for the sake of my bibi!" said Mrs. Creighton. "It is the prettiest little hat I have had these three years; it would be distressing to have it spoilt before it has lost its freshness."
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