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Fifteen days had Don Manuel de Monteano been on the small island on which Frederica was situated, without gaining the smallest advantage over an handful of men, and in different skirmishes lost some of his bravest troops. What number of men Oglethorpe lost we have not been able to learn, but it must have been very inconsiderable.
Simons had become indefensible, held a council of war at the head of his regiment; and it was the opinion of the whole that the fort should be dismantled, the guns spiked up, the cohorns burst, and that the troops there stationed should immediately repair to Frederica, for its defence.
"What's your concession, dear old stupid, to the fact that you're her lover in the way of presents and flowers and theaters and things?" "But Rose isn't like the rest of them," he objected. "She doesn't care anything about that sort of thing." Whereat Frederica laughed. "Try it," she said, "just for an experiment, Roddy. Don't ask her if she wants to go, ask her to go.
I spent two hours trying to get up my courage with Frederica, but I couldn't. Do you know anything about them Rose and Rodney? Does any one know anything about her since she disappeared from the Globe?" "Why, I fancy they do," said Constance, "Rodney and Frederica. I don't know just why I think so. Frank sees Rodney every day or two at lunch time at the club; says he seems all right.
One was that he had outraged her; the other that she simply couldn't be allowed to go on living as he had found her. Frederica, naturally, was mystified. "That's absurd, of course, Roddy," she said gently. "You haven't done anything to Rose to be forgiven for." "You'll just have to take my word for it," he said shortly. "I'm not exaggerating." "But, Roddy!" she persisted. "You must be sensible.
He looked tired, she thought. He saw her when she reached the lower landing, but for just a fraction of a second his gaze left her and went back to the letter he held in his hand, as if to satisfy himself it was of no importance before he tossed it away. Then he came to meet her. "Oh!" he said. "I thought you were going to be off somewhere with Frederica this afternoon. It's been a great day.
London, 1740. 12mo. On receiving a copy of this work, when it was printed, five years afterwards, from the Reverend Dr. Thomas Wilson, son of the Bishop, Oglethorpe addressed to him the following letter: Frederica, in Georgia, April 24, 1741. I have received, with not less pleasure than profit, the book sent to me by you, which was composed by your father.
"How do you know it is the case?" "It is commonly reported in the town," replied Mr. Cotton, "One hears these things " "I can't believe it I can't believe it," said Frederica; the colour had left her cheeks, and her eyes hurried from Mr. Cotton's face to Mrs. St. George's, and roved on to Mrs. Kirby, who was seated near, and had evidently felt the wind of the shot.
I have mentioned H.I.H. the Princess Frederica Amelia, who was affected by my success, and shall always think with gratitude of the protection with which that exalted lady honoured me.
We shall not try him till we come to Georgia, because we hope we shall make more discoveries." "They left Plymouth on the 5th of July, and arrived about the 16th of September, at Frederica." On the 8th of October, 1738, occurs the following passage in a letter from Frederica, to his Grace the Duke of Newcastle. "We have discovered some men who listed themselves as spies.
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