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As he had expected, Judge Roseberry was lounging on the bench outside, spouting politics to some loafer companions. "Keep right with me, Mr. Dobbins," directed Frank. "I shall need your services." "Drat me, if I can understand what you're getting at, lad," said Dobbins desperately, "but I'll stick, if I can be of any use to you." Frank marched straight up to the crowd in front of the tavern.

'Twas the night before I was to leave for the trade. The blackamoor appeared to say that Deliverance Dobbins was "a-goin' in fits" on the dispensary floor. "Faith, doctor," said I, "she used to have dumps on our turnstile." "Yes," laughed Hortense, "small wonder she had dumps on that turnstile! Ramsay used to tilt her backward." M. Picot hastened away, laughing.

Matthew Locke had at one time four sons in the Revolutionary war. Francis Locke, his eldest son, was appointed by the Provincial Congress which met at Halifax on the 4th of April, 1776, Colonel of the 1st Rowan Regiment, with Alexander Dobbins as Lieutenant Colonel; James Brandon, 1st Major, and James Smith, 2d Major.

"No, he hasn't come yet, and I'm so uneasy." "Well, I declare, and to think that I have come all the way to see him, and he's not here. When do you expect him?" "I expected him home before dark, but now I don't know what to think. Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Dobbins? Won't you take a seat?" "No, there's nothin' you kin do, miss. I've got to see the parson, and only him.

"But I have come to see you, sir, on very important business. It has troubled me so much that I have not been able to sleep ever since Randall was arrested." "Oh, I see, it has to do with that murder case, has it?" Mr. Westcote asked, now greatly interested. "I wouldn't like to say that, sir," and Dobbins twirled his hat in his hands. "But it might throw some light upon the matter.

Up to this time, Lieutenant Grigg, Perry Ross, Arthur Blanton and Alexander Kennedy had been wounded, and soon after Starlin Jones was mortally wounded. When I convalesced I found John Carter and Dobbins Wesson in the same ward with typhoid fever, and I went to see them every day. One evening when I called, Carter said he was glad to see me, that he wanted to talk with me, for he was going to die.

Poor girl, she did not know how fast she was nearing trouble herself. The master, Mr. Dobbins, had reached middle age with an unsatisfied ambition. The darling of his desires was, to be a doctor, but poverty had decreed that he should be nothing higher than a village schoolmaster. Every day he took a mysterious book out of his desk and absorbed himself in it at times when no classes were reciting.

"That's all right, boy," replied Dobbins heartily; "and if these varmints make you any more threats, just sue them and I'll stand the costs that is, if they aren't too heavy." Frank felt quite lighthearted as he left old Dobbins and started homeward. He entered the house whistling, and threw the newspaper he had just got at the post-office into his aunt's lap.

"Ramsay, you are hurting you are crushing my hands!" Poor child, she was crying; and the words I would have said stuck fast behind sealed lips. She seemed to understand, for she went on: "Deliverance Dobbins saw strange things in his house. She went to spy. He hath crazed her intellectuals. She hath dumb fits." Now I understood.

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