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Antwerp had a peculiarly wise look in his eye when I mentioned anything about Bentonville, but I didn't mind it. I was in love with the sweet little girl, and was walking on the clouds. If I hadn't been I would have seen that my cake was all dough in that quarter. I might have noticed that big Dan Forbush had an amused look in his eye when I went off on one of these trips.
However, as you told me, it is never too late to mend." "Mrs. Forbush will think I take strange liberties with you, sir." "I don't object to good advice, even from a boy. But who is this?" Julia had just entered the room. She was a bright, attractive girl, but held back bashfully until her mother said: "Julia, this is Uncle Oliver Carter. You have heard me speak of him." "Yes, mamma."
"Do you mean to say the boy would steal?" demanded the old gentleman indignantly. "I think it more than likely that he has appropriated the money." "I am sure he has not," said Mrs. Forbush. "And so am I," chimed in Julia. Mr. Pitkin shrugged his shoulders. "So you think," he answered; "but I don't agree with you." "Nor I!" said Mrs. Pitkin, nodding her head vigorously.
Forbush could not help recalling the difference between her demeanor now and on the recent occasion, when in her shabby dress she called at the house in Twelfth Street, but she was too generous to recall it. As they were about to leave, Mr. Carter and Philip entered the room, sent for by Mrs. Forbush. "How do you do, Philip?" said Mrs. Pitkin, graciously. "Alonzo, this is Philip."
"I bear the same relationship to Mr. Carter that she does. We were much together as girls, and were both educated at the same expensive schools. I offended my relatives by marrying Mr. Forbush, whose fault was that he was poor, and chiefly, I think, through the efforts of Lavinia Pitkin I was cast out by the family. But where did you meet Uncle Oliver?"
It will be a fitting punishment for her treatment of her own cousin." It was arranged that on the morrow Mrs. Forbush and Julia should close their small house, leaving directions to sell the humble furniture at auction, while Mr. Carter and Philip would come up from the Astor House. "What will the Pitkins say when they hear of it?" thought Philip. "I am afraid they will feel bad."
"I have had a stroke of good luck to-day," said Mrs. Forbush cheerfully. "A former boarder, whom I allowed to remain here for five or six weeks when he was out of employment, has sent me thirty dollars in payment of his bill, from Boston, where he found a position. So I shall be able to pay my rent and have something over. I have been lucky, and so may you."
Quoted by W.S. Athearn, The Church School. A number of good poems are given in A.R. Wells, Grace before Meat. W.B. Forbush gives a number of poetic forms of prayer for children in The Religious Nurture of a Little Child, pp. 12, 13. By Samuel Walter Foss. One handy form is The Heart of the Bible, prepared by E.A. Broadus; another, The Children's Bible. Almost every family finds Sunday a problem.
The young lady herself, Julia Forbush, cast frequent glances at Phil, who, being an unusually good-looking boy, would naturally excite the notice of a young girl. On the whole, it seemed a pleasant and social circle, and Phil felt that he had found a home. The next day, as he was occupied in the store, next to G. Washington Wilbur, he heard that young man say: "Why, there's Mr.
The leaders in that struggle on the protection side were E.H. Forbush, William P. Wharton, Dr. George W. Field, Edward N. Goding, Lyman E. Hurd, Ralph Holman, Rev. Wm. R. Lord and Salem D. Charles. With such leaders and such supporters, any wild-life cause can be won, anywhere! PENNSYLVANIA. The case of Pennsylvania is rather peculiar.
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