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"Anna!" she exclaimed, but uttered no other sound for the terror of something terrible, which kept her silent. She stood looking from one to the other, until the convict said: "Young lady, will you call in Densie Densmore? And stay, let the bride know. She is wanted, too. I may as well confront all my victims at once." Alice never knew what she said to Densie, or 'Lina either.
"See here! Is your name Banneker, by any chance?" "Yes." "You're the man who cleared out the wharf-gang." "Yes." Densmore had been born and brought up in a cult to which courage is the basic, inclusive virtue for mankind, as chastity is for womankind. To his inground prejudice a man who was simply and unaffectedly brave must by that very fact be fine and admirable.
Walmsley, too, has a little spare money for investment." Mr. Densmore sighed, though his eyes were brightening. "It's too good a thing," he explained confidentially, "to let the world into. Between ourselves, there's a fortune in it, and we want to keep it among our friends."
But when I was riding range in the desert, I picked up an old stick and a ball of the owner's, and I've chased that ball over more miles of sand and rubble than you'd care to walk. Cactus plants make very fair goal posts, too; but the sand is tricky going for the ball." Densmore whistled. "That explains it. Maitland says you'll make the club team in two years.
"Mother," she began, "why do you suffer that woman to come to the table? Is it a whim of Alice's, or what?" "Oh, you allude to Mrs. Densmore. I couldn't at first imagine whom you meant," Mrs.
Let us get together and fix you up some ponies," invited Densmore. Banneker shook his head, but wistfully. "Until you're making enough to carry your own." "That might be ten years, in the newspaper business. Or never. "Then get out of it. Let Old Man Masters find you something in the Street. You could get away with it," persuaded Densmore. "And he'll do anything for a polo-man." "No, thank you.
In this state of mind she reached Spring Bank, where by some strange coincidence, if coincidence it can be called, old Densie Densmore was the first to greet her, asking, with much concern, what was the matter. It was a rare thing for Densie to be at all demonstrative, but in the suffering expression of Mrs.
"You ride like an Indian," said Densmore to him after the scratch game, "and you've got no nerves. But I don't see where you got your wrist, except by practice." "I've had the practice, some time since." "But if you've only knocked about the field with stable-boys " "That's the only play I've ever had.
At the time of his death, of all his fortune there remained but a small part. Mrs. Densmore had not survived her husband a year. Martha was left an orphan. She has an income of $6000, and could live a life of idleness did she so desire. But it was her purpose from girlhood to be always on missions of charity. She had loved Harvey Trueman.
In 1889 Frank Densmore, a prospector, with several companions, crossed from the Tanana to the Kuskokwim by way of the Coschaket and Lake Minchúmina, and had the magnificent view of the Denali group which Lake Minchúmina affords, which the present writer was privileged to have in 1911.
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