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She might go to her grave loving you to distraction, but she would never have an ex-convict for the father of her children not if she knew it. It's in the Everton blood. Anybody who knew Phineas Everton as you and I did in the old school-days, ought to know exactly what to expect of his daughter." I sat up quickly, and the lights in the high-swung drawing-room chandelier began to turn red for me.
In 1804 a telegraph station was established at Everton. It stood where the schools are now built. It was discontinued in 1815. It consisted of an upright post whence arms extended at various angles there was also a tall flag-staff for signals. While we were at Everton, a Mr. Mr. Hinde had not long erected his Tower before he found that it was giving way.
It was a square platform, and was used as a garden, until cottage and all were swept away for the new streets now to be found thereabouts. I can recollect the whole of the land from Everton Village to Brunswick Road being pasture land, and Mr. Plumpton's five houses in Everton Road, overlooking the fields, commanded high rents when first erected.
Shells began to sweep the trench where the Hotwater Guards lay, to batter at their parapet, and to prepare a curtain of fire along their front. Everton lay and listened to the appalling clamor; but when the word was passed round to get ready, he rose to his feet and climbed to the firing-step without any overpowering sense of fear.
I wished to have no quarrel with him, although he evidently tried to get up one with me. I settled the matter by notifying him to leave my employment." "You are certain that he wrote the article?" "Oh, yes; positive." And yet the very pertinence of the question threw a doubt into the mind of Mr. Everton.
Many a pleasant day we have spent at the top of it. The hill was covered with heather and gorse bushes. In winter it was as wild, bleak, and cold a place as any you could meet with. In the summer it was the delight of holiday-makers. A day's "out" to the Beacon, at Everton, was a very favourite excursion. The hill-side on Sundays used to be thronged with merry people, old and young.
With that memory of little Polly Everton to drive me, I went doggedly back to the riverside slum and sought for Kellow where I had left him. He was gone, but the newly aroused resolution, the outworn swimmer's stubborn steeling of the nerves and muscles to make one more stroke before he drowns, persisted.
"Then take this as a loan, and repay me when you can." Saying this, Everton tossed a small roll of bank bills upon the floor, at the feet of the young man, adding as he did so "And if you are ever in want of a situation, come to me." He then hurriedly retired, with what feelings the reader may imagine. The reason for this suddenly awakened interest on the part of Mr.
His brother Dick had accompanied him, and they and his sister, with Mary and the children, and a couple of the neighbours, formed the humble cortège. Jack Everton said he would wait behind, on the chance of Tom Chuff coming in time, that he might tell him what had happened, and make him cross the moor with him to meet the funeral.
One day, after some struggles with himself, he said, "Mr. Ayres, if you can suit yourself in a place, I wish you would do so in the course of the next week or two." The young man looked surprised, and the blood instantly suffused his face. "Have I not given you satisfaction?" inquired Ayres. "Yes yes I have no fault to find with you," replied Mr. Everton, with some embarrassment in his air.
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