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Priest and people then all took their shares in turn, "with great care that no particle should be allowed to fall to the ground this being looked upon as a great sin." See Doane's Bible Myths, p. 306. From The Great Law, of religious origins: by W. Williamson , p. 177. The Golden Bough, vol. ii, p. 79. Natural and Moral History of the Indies. London .
For this interpretation of the word Andromeda see The Perfect Way by Edward Maitland, preface to First Edition, 1881. See Doane's Bible Myths, p. 332, and Dupuis' Origins of Religious Beliefs. The Scandinavian Frigga, in much the same way, being caught in the embraces of Odin, the All-father, conceived and bore a son, the blessed Balder, healer and saviour of mankind.
Simon Nishikanta did not dare, nor did he know what to do; but he was saved from his perplexity by the shout: "Here she comes!" All rushed to holding-ground, and held, while the whale broke more timbers and the Mary Turner rolled sluggishly down and back again. "Lower away! On the run! Lively!" Captain Doane's orders were swiftly obeyed.
Doane's pocket, was to the Secretary of War in Washington, asking for permission for Major Anderson to take men to Fort Sumter, before the secessionists could occupy it. "I follers Missy," explained Bstralla. "An' when that man grabs her on King Street, I was gwine to chase right home an' get Massa Fulton, but Missy talks brave at him, an' he lets go of her. Oh, Missy!
"Goin' over an' comin' back," he told himself, "I'd jest as lieve be armed, anyhow. Afore I gits thar I'll climb down an' hide ther thing in some holler log." Hump Doane's house was larger than many of those lying scattered about it, but between its long walls hung that smoky air of the rudely mediæval that made a fit setting for so grim a conclave as that of to-day.
I dunno why he comes back at all till this Dennis feller gits out." "Doesn't make any bones about it, does he? Dennis Doane's the name, ain't it? Marchand spoiled his wife-run away with her up along the Wind River, eh?" asked Osterhaut. Jowett nodded: "Yes, that's it, and Mr. Dennis Doane ain't careful; that's the trouble.
The coach could see it; the varsity could feel it; but of them all Deacon alone knew why. He knew that Doane was practically as strong an oar as he was, certainly as finished. And Doane's experience was greater. The difficulty as Deacon grasped it was that the boy had not employed all the material of his experience.
Even then nothing might have come of it had he and Sam not met in the path as he was sauntering back across lots to the main road and home. It was a brilliant moonlight night and the pair came together, literally, at the bend where the path turns sharply around the corner of Elijah Doane's cranberry shanty.
Them fellers air a-plottin' tergither right now over at old Hump Doane's house an' hell's broth air a-brewin' thar." The younger man's head came back with a snap. "Ye says they're holdin' a council over thar at Hump Doane's?" he demanded. "Yes an' hit's a war conf'rence. I've hed men find thet out they're right sim'lar ter a swarm of hornets." Parish Thornton took a step forward.
If ever the devil was in a man's face, it looked out of Lancy Doane's that minute. Faddo had touched him on the raw when he fetched out that about Tom Doane. All of a sudden Lancy swings, and looks at the clock. "'It's half-past ten, Jim Faddo, said he, 'and aw've got an hour an' a half to deal wi' you as a Lincolnshire lad.
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