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As for Jane, she will, doubtless, find her chief pleasures at Delilles', and the Tuileries buying finery, and showing it off: it has often puzzled me to find out which some ladies most enjoy. "We are to be a party of four of us, on our eastern expedition. In the first place, Ellsworth, whom you may have seen; a very clever fellow, and brother-in-law to poor Creighton. By-the-bye, Mrs.

Creighton and Mr. Ellsworth here soon." "Pray, do not change your plans on my account. I need not see any of your friends; I shall scarcely know they are here," said Jane, with a deep sigh. "If it were possible to defer their visit, I should do so; but situated as we are with Mr. Ellsworth " added Miss Wyllys. "Certainly; do not let me interfere with his coming.

The result of this self-discipline and self-culture was to produce in him all the virtues which are supposed to be specifically and peculiarly Christian. "Christianity," said Bishop Creighton, "impressed the Roman world by its power of producing men who were strong in self-control, and this must always be its contribution to the world."

She felt disposed to make a cheerful sacrifice for the benefit of her children, to whom she had secured an efficient protector, while at the same time, she was now sure of a prudent friend and counsellor for life: so at least she informed Mrs. Creighton. "I am sorry your brother is not here, Mr. Hubbard." "He went to New York, on business, last night," said the groom.

See A.F. Blaisdell, Stories from English History; Louise Creighton, Stories from English History; Maude B. Dutton, Little Stories of Germany; H.A. Guerber, The Story of the English; Haaren and Poland, Famous Men of the Middle Ages; Harding, The Story of the Middle Ages; S.B. Harding and W.F. Harding, The Story of England; M.F. Lansing, Barbarian and Noble; A.M. Mowry, First Steps in the History of England; L.N. Pitman, Stories of Old France; Eva March Tappan, European Hero Stories; H.P. Warren, Stories from English History; Bates and Coman, English History as told by the Poets.

Creighton and I were organizing, and I remember well the atmosphere of sympathy and admiration which surrounded her as she spoke to an audience in which many of us were well acquainted with the heroic story of Mr. Fawcett's blindness, and of the part played by his wife in enabling him to continue his economic and Parliamentary work. But life then was not all lectures! nor was it all Oxford.

The proof-sheets of the book had been tried on various friends, as usual, with some amusing results. Bishop Creighton, with only the first two-thirds of the book before him, wrote me denunciations of Marcella. I am greatly interested in the book and pine for the denoument. So far Marcella, though I know her quite well, does not in the least awaken my sympathy.

Ough!" Tall young Mr. Creighton smiled down at him cheerfully: "...She's as right as a trivet! Take a spell, sir." He looked at them stonily with bloodshot, sleepless eyes. The rims of his eyelids were scarlet, and he moved his jaws unceasingly with a slow effort, as though he had been masticating a lump of india-rubber. He shook his head. He repeated: "Never mind me.

'In the crystal in the ink-pool? demanded Mahbub. 'No. Under my hand, as I told you. That has never happened before. It means that he is strong enough but you think it skittles, Colonel Creighton to make anyone do anything he wants. And that is three years ago. I have taught him a good deal since, Colonel Creighton. I think you waste him now. 'Hmm! Maybe you're right.

Creighton; and it would be very ridiculous in me, to imagine that he is even pretending to care for me, when he is attached to some one else." "He may flirt with Mrs. Creighton, but, if I am not mistaken, he intends to offer himself before long to Miss Wyllys; and I thought you had not remarked his advances." "I fancy, dear Aunt, that men like Mr.