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"Sarvant, Sah." "'Tis you who are kind, to take notice of young fellows like me," pleasantly replied the Judge. "Well, good evening, friends. I shall always be glad to know if there is anything I can do for you. Ha! what is this?" It was the cow and calf coming back again, followed by Joe and Fessenden's. "Gorry!" cried Joe, "wa'n't that man mad? Thought he'd bite th' ole cow's tail off!"
And as for Fessenden's being a fool and a pauper, he should turn out to be the son of some proud man, either Gingerford or Frisbie. But it is too late now. We acknowledge our fatal mistake. Who cares for the fortunes of a miserable negro family? Who cares to know the future of Mr. Williams, or of any of his race?
Birge led the main column with a temporary division formed of the 13th Connecticut and the 1st Louisiana of his own brigade under Fiske, the 38th Massachusetts and the 128th New York of Sharpe's brigade under James Smith, and Fessenden's brigade of Emory's division. Next were the trains, in the same order as the troops.
General Fessenden's statements accord with the reports of Churchill and his officers, and in other respects are accurate. It was thought that the enemy would get between us and Grand Ecore. I started about 11 o'clock with this train, and with six or eight batteries of artillery, and reached Grand Ecore the next day. The battle of the 9th of April commenced just as I was leaving.
Williams had the remains of his child taken from the old burying-ground, and brought here, and laid beside the patriarch. And before spring, alas! three other graves were added to that sunny bank! One by one, all those fair children whom Fessenden's had seen in the warm room where the fire was had followed their sister to the tomb. So fast they followed that Mr.
Fessenden's productions, there is great exactness in the language; the author's thoughts being thrown off as distinctly as impressions from a type. In regard to the pleasure to be derived from reading this poem, there is room for diversity of taste; but, that it is all original and remarkable work, no person competent to pass judgment on a literary question will deny.
There was such a litter as always gathers around a literary man. It bespoke, at once, Mr. Fessenden's amiable temper and his abstracted habits, that several members of the family, old and young, were sitting in the room, and engaged in conversation, apparently without giving him the least disturbance. A specimen of Dr.
The sweetest of the faces Fessenden's saw that stormy night at the window, and yearned to be within the bright room where the fire, was, that dear warm face is cold in yonder coffin which the afflicted family are attending to the tomb. And Frisbie, as we have somewhere said, loved his children.
I a'n't one of your milk-and-water sort. Look at such a man as Gingerford, for example! But I guess, come case in hand, you'll find as much genuine humanity in me, Adsly, as in them that profess so much. Wait till to-morrow before you knock the old shell to pieces. I'll give 'em another day. And in the mean time, boy," turning to Fessenden's, "you must find you another home.
And so forth, and so forth, till Bill was in a fearful sweat and rage, partly with the pig, but chiefly with the uncivil multitude. "Ruther carry me on your back, some rainy night, hadn't ye?" said Fessenden's, in all simplicity, perceiving his distress. "You didn't excruciate my wrist so like time!" groaned Bill. And what was more, darkness covered that other memorable journey.
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