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"Welcome home, Bob!" called Mr. Crowninshield going forward to meet the lad. "We have a surprise for you, Bob!" called Nancy. "Guess who's here?" "I can't," smiled the wireless man coming up to the piazza and shaking hands all round. Then his eye lighted on O'Connel. "My word! How did you get here, old top? Fired from your job?" For answer Mrs. Crowninshield held up Lola. "The pup herself!
Glenmore Archibald Crowninshield, a New York banker, who had bought the strip of land forming one arm of the bay and was on the point of erecting there a diminutive summer palace. From that instant Jerry's fortune was made. Mr. Crowninshield was a keen student of human nature and was immediately attracted to the sailor with his ambling gait and twinkling blue eyes.
And I'll land those chaps behind the bars, every one of them, or my name isn't Crowninshield." A tide of angry color surged over the face of the speaker and he rose abruptly, as if forgetting the lad's presence. "Yes, sir!" he continued. "I'll round up those thieves. They needn't put me down for such an ass. Of course it's Daly and that New York bunch that set them on.
The fine introduction that His Highness had planned to utter, together with everything else he had arranged to say, fled from his memory and he stood speechless before his employer. "You wish to see me?" Mr. Crowninshield repeated in a less sharp tone. "I yes, sir." Nevertheless, despite the heavy pause the words the boy sought would not come.
Crowninshield, did you find out anything?" one awaited the information until it was voluntarily imparted. In this particular case, as good fortune would have it, His Highness's impatience had seethed and bubbled only a half hour before who should come strolling down to the kennels but the very gentleman the lad was feverish to interrogate.
Even Bob began to lose his poise and fear no message was coming when suddenly the well-known signal came and the familiar clockwork began to be clicked off. "Is it he?" demanded Mr. Crowninshield in a tense whisper. Bob nodded. On clicked the code.
"I've been seeing your brother to-day," remarked he. "Bob?" Mr. Crowninshield nodded. "Yes. We went over to the Seaver Bay wireless station." The lad waited. "You have a very fine brother, youngster, and one whom you may well be proud of." "Yes, sir." His Highness knew what a corker Bob was without being told. "We had, in fact, quite a talk with your brother." "Yes, sir."
In January, 1818, McGregor and his freebooters having been driven, by the authority of the executive, from Amelia Island by the United States troops, a question arose whether they should be withdrawn, or possession of the island retained, subject to future negotiations with Spain. Mr. Adams and Mr. Calhoun advocated the latter opinion. The President, Mr. Crowninshield, and Mr.
Crowninshield was a young man, of bad reputation; though he had never been convicted of any offence, he was strongly suspected of several heinous robberies. He was of dark and reserved deportment, temperate and wicked, daring and wary, subtle and obdurate, of great adroitness, boldness, and self-command.
After a while, finding that I still barred his way and said nothing, the stranger smiled very good-humouredly; and as he smiled I saw that his teeth were large and white and sound. 'Well, young sir, he said pleasantly, 'are you Master Raphael Crowninshield? I told him that was my name. 'Then I should like to exchange a word or two with you, he said; 'can we be private within?
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