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Respectfully, your obedient servant, WAR DEPARTMENT, May 29, 1842. Brigadier-General EUSTIS, Boston. Dorr and his friends and foment domestic insurrection. It is very important that we should have accurate information on this subject, and I have to desire you to take all necessary means to acquire it, and communicate directly to me as speedily and frequently as possible.
But let Inglesby have Mary Virginia by way of fair exchange. Mr. Inglesby was well aware that Miss Eustis would not for one moment consider him unless she had to. He proposed to so arrange affairs that she had to. Naturally, he looked to his private secretary to help him bring about this desirable end. And at this opportune moment fate played into his hands in a manner that left Mr.
It was Mrs. Eustis herself who kept us posted, after awhile, of the girl's later triumphant progress; the sensation she created, the bored world bowing to her feet because she brought it, along with name and wealth, so fresh a spirit, so pure a beauty.
"Oh, you don't have to be a Christian all the time," said he calmly. "I know Mrs. Eustis, too. She talked to me for an hour and a half without stopping, one night last week. See here, parson: Inglesby's got a roll that outweighs his record. Suppose he wants to settle down and reform with a young wife to help him do it wouldn't it be a real Christian job to lady's-aid him?" I eyed him askance.
The state, knowing what he stood for, what he had accomplished for her farmers, what he meant to her agricultural interests, admired and trusted him. If Eustis wanted any gift within the power of the people to give, he had but to signify that desire. And yet, it had taken my Butterfly Man to show us this! "Bughunter," said Laurence, respectfully.
The general officers were old Revolutionary soldiers or men who had seen no service; the military organization was defective; and the Secretary of War, Eustis, was incompetent. In this very year, 1812, the British regular troops under Wellington were steadily beating back the French, who had been supposed to be the best soldiers in the world.
"Madame would like to see you, Miss Eustis," he told her. Mary Virginia, bowing distantly to the millionaire and his secretary, walked off with him, I following. Once free of them, her spirits rose soaringly. "It's been a lovely afternoon, and I've enjoyed it all except Mr. Inglesby. I don't like Mr. Inglesby, Padre.
She had known quite what to expect from Dorothy; it did not disturb her seriously. "Good travellers can tuck themselves away anywhere. Besides, this room is palatial in comparison with Uncle Timothy's. There's not room for a dressing-table in his. You should be thankful that you have one, and a mirror. The mirror's the one real essential for Dorothy Eustis Chase. I made sure you had that."
He paused a moment, as if to reflect. Then, impressively: "Hitherto, Miss Eustis, you have had the very button on Fortune's cap," he told her. "Suppose, however, that fickle goddess chose to whisk herself off bodily, and left you you, mind you! to face the ugly realities of poverty, and poverty under a cloud?"
But she's James Eustis to the life you might as well try to move the Rock of Gibraltar. Then one morning she came to my room and told me she found she couldn't marry Laurence! And she had already told him so, and broken her engagement, and I wasn't to ask her any questions. I didn't. I was too glad." "And Laurence ?" asked my mother, ironically. "Laurence? Laurence is a man.
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