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R. P. Scott and Katharine T. Wallas, published by Houghton, Mifflin, and "Golden Numbers," chosen and classified by Kate Douglas Wiggin and Nora Archibald Smith, published by Doubleday. I think it is well to have a goodly number of stories illustrating the importance of common-sense and resourcefulness.
Gibbon's division had taken post on their right; Biney and Newton were in support; and Doubleday, facing south, was engaged with Stuart's dismounted troopers. Twenty-one guns on the right, and thirty on the left, stationed on the Richmond road, a thousand yards from the Confederate position, formed a second tier to the heavier pieces on the heights, and fired briskly on the woods.
Your youngest grandchild could make his sevens nearly as well as that!" As Mr Wallop was about eighteen years old, I ventured to regard this language as figurative on the part of Mr Doubleday, and trusted the sevens were not quite as bad as he made out. "All right," said Doubleday, "you can cut home to your mother-in-law. You'll probably hear no more about it.
"Where's Hawkesbury?" he inquired of the office generally. "He's not come back," said Crow. "When did he go out?" "Why, the usual time, to be sure." Doubleday gave a low whistle, and exclaimed, "Bolted!" And so it was. That afternoon Hawkesbury did not appear again at Hawk Street, or the next day, or the next week, or the next month.
At length the gentleman, who, it had dawned on me, was not a bank official, but a detective, returned with Doubleday, who carried in his hands a few books and papers. The petty-cash book and box were first delivered over, and without examination consigned to the safe. "These letters were in the same desk," said the detective, laying down the papers on the table.
"I say, Wallop," said Doubleday, when he had disappeared, "I hope they're not going to take on a couple of them." My heart bounded as I listened. The bare suggestion was delightful. "I hope not," said Wallop. "I don't see what they want one for." "All I can say is, unless he does it better than you, he'll be very little use." "There you go," said Crow, in a sulk.
If coaxed, he was obstinate; if threatened, impatient contemptuous. Doubleday, when Laramie coldly refused even to answer his questions concerning Hawk, boiled over. He moved his horse a step and opened his vials of wrath: "Laramie, you've turned down the last chance decent folks on the range'll ever try to hand you the last chance you'll ever see to pull away from these Falling Wall thieves.
Bok had been attracted to advertising through his theatre programme and Brooklyn Magazine experience, and here was presented a chance to learn the art at first hand and according to the best traditions. So, whenever his stenographic work permitted, he assisted Mr. Doubleday in preparing and placing the advertisements of the books of the house. Mr.
It was evident that he was fully aware from the beginning of his own position at the office, and that he wished us all to be aware of it also. He adopted a patronising air towards me and Jack and the other clerks, as if we were already in his employment and doing his work. "A jolly cool hand," growled Doubleday to Crow, in an undertone most unusual to him when the principals were out of hearing.
The march was through the camps of thousands of infantry just starting in the same direction. Among the distinguished generals who were leading the advance, I remember, particularly, Reynolds and Doubleday. During the day it was a constant succession of fertile fields and leafy woods.
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