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He also speaks of the birds, beasts, fishes, and other curious animals unknown in Christendom, of which Master Nicole le Fevre, of Honfleur, who was a volunteer in the voyage, had taken exact draughts.

Faster and faster she went, never stopping till she reached the rose-bush. Breathless and with beating heart, she halted. There before her stood Hans Le Fevre. They seated themselves upon the bench. Long, long they sat silently. At last Hans said, "My dear, true girl, how pale you have grown. Are you ill?" She shook her head. "No more, and I trust never again. But you stayed away much too long.

Hamlin's continued silence brought a protest to his lips. "Damn if I know why you say that," he began. "Haven't I been square?" "Because I know your style, Hughes. You hate Le Fevre for the dirty trick he played on you, but you 'd sell out to him again in five minutes if you thought there was any money in it. I don't propose giving you the chance.

It offered an ideal place for a surprise and was far enough away from the Indian encampment if the latter was situated as Hughes believed, in the great bend above so that no echo of shots would carry that distance, even through the crisp atmosphere. There were two things the Sergeant had determined to accomplish if possible the rescue of Miss Molly uninjured, and the capture of Le Fevre.

Yet, at the moment, he scarcely considered the man at all; his whole interest concentrated on the fate of the unfortunate girl. "Where were they taking her, Hughes do you know?" "Wa'n't but one place fer 'em to take her the Cheyennes hev got winter camp down yonder on the Canadian Black Kettle's outfit. Onc't thar, all hell could n't pry her loose." "And Le Fevre dared go there?

Ye are worth a score of Praatestants to the good caause, and it will be remaimbered. Be assured it will be remaimbered.... Ye are clear about the main villains? Walsh, you say, and Pritchard and the man called Le Fevre?" "The last most of all. But they are sharp-nosed as hounds, and unless we go wiarily they will give us the slip, and we must fall back on lesser game." "Le Fevre."

How much the mutilation of ancient history has taken away from the beauty of poetical performances, may be conjectured from the light which a lucky commentator sometimes effuses, by the recovery of an incident that had been long forgotten: thus, in the third book of Horace, Juno's denunciations against those that should presume to raise again the walls of Troy, could for many ages please only by splendid images and swelling language, of which no man discovered the use or propriety, till Le Fevre, by showing on what occasion the Ode was written, changed wonder to rational delight.

Ball in the discharge of his duties and this Commission gladly records its commendation of the ability with which they have discharged their duties; "Resolved, that we extend to the Honorable Frank J. Le Fevre, the Superintendent, and Mr.

Did you ever hear Dupont called by any other name?" She shook her head questioningly. "No; was n't that his real name? The woman back there wasn't she his wife?" "She was his wife, yes; but their name was not Dupont. That was assumed; the correct one was Le Fevre." "Le Fevre! Why, why, wasn't that the name of the man you told me about once? the officer who brought you those orders?"

There was a frankness in my Uncle Toby not the effect of familiarity, but the cause of it which let you at once into his soul, and showed you the goodness of his nature. The blood and spirits of Le Fevre, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to the last citadel, the heart, rallied back. The film forsook his eyes for a moment.

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