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Watts McHurdie, she who for four years during the war dispensed "beefsteak ham and eggs breakfast bacon tea coffee iced tea or milk" at the Thayer House, and for ten years thereafter sold dry-goods and kept books at Dorman's store, should have become tainted with the infection of the times. But it is strange that she could have inoculated so sane a little man as Watts.
"Primitive Culture," 1873, ii. 416, 417. See Dorman's "Primitive Superstition," p. 68. Thorpe's "Northern Mythology," 1851, ii. 108. "Primitive Superstitions," p. 67. "Plant-lore Legends and Lyrics," p. 265. Quoted in Brand's "Popular Antiquities," 1849, iii. 135. See Friend's "Flower-Lore," i. 207. Folkard's "Plant-lore Legends and Lyrics," p. 477.
There were a number of people, and they were all members of her own family, ancestors in the dresses of their day, distant relations numbers of strange people whom she had never heard of; as well as her own father and mother, brothers and sisters. She knew she was under Dorman's Isle, but she knew also that it was the dark space beneath the stage of a theatre.
Marsden's "History of Sumatra," p. 301. Mariner's "Tonga Islands," ii. 137. St. John, "Far East," i. 187. See Tylor's "Primitive Culture," i. 475. Dorman's "Primitive Superstitions," p. 294; also Schoolcraft's "Indian Tribes." See Thorpe's "Northern Mythology," iii. 61. "Origin of Civilisation," 1870, p. 192. See Leslie Forbes' "Early Races of Scotland," i. 171.
Also, he only went swimming twice both times at night, and he bought his first box of paper collars and his mother tried to make his neckties like those in Dorman's store; but some way she did not get the hang of it, and John bought a Sunday necktie of great pride, and he and his mother agreed that it was off the tail of Joseph's coat of many colours. But he wore it only on state occasions.
Beth had a strange dream that night after the fire, which made a lasting impression upon her. Dorman's Isle was a green expanse, flat as a table, and covered with the short grass that grows by the sea. At high tide it was surrounded by water, but when the tide was low, it rested on great grey, rugged rocks, as the lid of a box rests upon its sides.
If all the Whirlpoolers were like her, the pool might be a noisy torrent, but never a dangerous one. This is Lavinia Dorman's last day with me, and I know she is really sorry to go, in spite of a sort of pleasurable responsibility and excitement she feels in managing Sylvia's affairs for a time.
Who had put it there? Was it a message or an accident? Yet it was both and neither. His mother had found the dainty thing in the package from New York that held the gown and ornaments, where it had dropped from Sylvia's waist that night, four months before, when she stood leaning on Miss Lavinia Dorman's table, as the parcel was being tied. Mrs.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks. That night she dreamt that she was under Dorman's Isle, and it was a great bare cave, not very high, and lighted by torches which people held in their hands.
The Governor frowned at the way Francis said it, and the latter went on, easily: "Just came from a row with Dorman. Everybody is holding him up for tickets, and he poor young fool looks as though he wanted to jump in the river. Takes things tremendously to heart Dorman does." He lighted a cigar, smiling quietly over that youthful quality of Dorman's.
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