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Unconditional Election Children of Believing Parents An Arrogant Pretension God's Own Children The Heathen of All Time A Baleful Shadow Former Cruelty Herbert Spencer Dr. Farrar's Eternal Hope A Lady With an Open Mind Dr. Dawson's Larger View. The Universal Attraction.
It was only in a general way that we touched upon each other's concerns, this being dangerous ground with Farrar, who was ever ready to close up at anything resembling a confidence. As for me, I hope I am not curious, but I own to having had a curiosity about Farrar's Philadelphia patron, to whom Farrar made but slight allusions.
May He be more of an intimate friend to you and to me! The troubles of this earthly life are not few. How many were Paul's! I am reading Farrar's Life and Work of Paul. It puts much new light on the epistles. What a time the man Paul had of it! Yet he called them "light afflictions." How much lighter are ours!
By no possibility could Alessandro go to Farrar's and back before dark. She was on the point of waking him, when a furious barking from Capitan and the other dogs roused him instantly from his sleep, and springing to his feet, he ran out to see what it meant.
For my part, I much preferred Miss Thorn's dishes to those of the Mohair chef, and so did Farrar. And the Four, surprising as it may seem, made themselves generally useful about the camp in pitching the tents under Farrar's supervision. But the Celebrity remained apart and silent.
Young Farrar's feeling was so strong that it swept his lips at last. "Blow it all! Herb," he cried. "It's a tearing pity that you can't come into the English Lancers with me. I don't suppose I'll ever be a V.C., but you would sooner or later as sure as gun's iron." "A 'V.C.! What's that?" asked Herb. "A Vigorous Christian, to be sure!" put in Cyrus, who was progressive and peaceful, teasingly.
In order to broaden the base of the colony, Dale at once set about seeking a suitable location for a new town, which he located on the neck of land since changed into an island by the Dutch Gap canal, and later known as Farrar's Island.
It has never been my habit, however, to press a friend on such matters, and I could easily understand and respect Farrar's reluctance to talk of one from whom he received an income. I had occasion, in the May of that year, to make a somewhat long business trip to Chicago, and on my return, much to my surprise, I found Farrar awaiting me in the railroad station.
Farquhar Fenelon Cooke had been in town but a scant twenty-four hours, it seemed as if he knew more of its inhabitants than both of us put together. Certain it is that he was less particular with his acquaintances. He hailed the most astonishing people with an easy air of freedom, now releasing my arm, now Farrar's, to salute. He always saluted.
For all commentators he had a profound contempt. One day he seized Farrar's edition of St Luke, and holding it at arm's-length between his finger and thumb, shook it before the form. "Filth," he cried, "filth and garbage; take it away and put it down the water-closet." He had a genius for spontaneous comments.
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