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He saw Frere take the child in his arms and mount upon the deck; he heard the shout of delight that went up, and pressed again the welcoming hands which greeted the rescued castaways. The deck was crowded. All the folk he had ever known were there. He saw the white hair and stern features of Sir Richard Devine, and beside him stood, wringing her thin hands, his weeping mother.
This elfin creature had a fascination for him which he could not account for. However, he saw no more of her that evening, and at breakfast the next morning she received him with quaint haughtiness. "When shall we be ready to sail? Mr. Frere, I'll take some marmalade. Thank you." "I don't know, missy," said Bates. "It's very rough on the Bar; me and Mr.
As the Brigade retired it passed within striking distance of the field guns and their captors; but nothing could be done as ambulances and groups of prisoners were bemingled in the throng. Dundonald seems to have been alone in his recognition of the value of the Hlangwhane position. A retirement to Chieveley and Frere completed the triad of December disasters.
You'll have to take care of Mrs. Frere on the voyage, and we may as well make up our differences before you start. Shake hands." "Let me pass, sir!" cried North, with heightened colour; and ignoring the proffered hand, strode savagely on. "You've a d d fine temper for a parson," said Frere to himself. "However, if you won't, you won't. Hang me if I'll ask you again."
The train was made up of three flat cars, two armored cars, and between them the engine, with three cars coupled to the cow-catcher and two to the tender. On the outward trip the Boers did not show themselves, but as soon as the English passed Frere station they rolled a rock on the track at a point where it was hidden by a curve.
She reverently pressed the Hakim's extended hand to her forehead, her tear-filled eyes and trembling lips seeming to say that she accepted patiently the blow which had fallen during the night, and that the Great Physician was very wise. Frank Frere felt more at his ease by the time the next tent was reached, and perfectly satisfied when all was done.
The valley of Oomoa was drunk. Rum was everywhere, the palm namu was being made all the time, and few people were ever sober. There was a Hawaiian Protestant missionary there, and he was not good friends with Frère Fesal. There was no French authority at Oomoa, and the strongest man was the law. The whalers were worse than the natives, and hated the missionaries.
Curie and her daughter are in charge of the X-ray apparatus at the hospital. Sir Bartle Frere is there as a guest. Miss Vaughan, of the Nursing Times, came in out of the dark one evening. To-day the King has been here. God bless him! he always does the right thing. 6 December. My horizon is bounded by soup and the men who drink it. There is a stir outside the kitchen, and someone says, "Convoi."
"On the 4th day of April, 1429," says the journal, "the duke of Burgundy came to Paris, with a very fine body of knights and esquires; and eight days afterwards there came to Paris, a cordelier, by name Frere Richart, a man of great prudence, very knowing in prayer, a giver of good doctrine to edify his neighbour, and was so successful, that he who had not seen him, was bursting with envy against those who had.
"We'll start to-morrow, please, and if you'll give me a pen and ink I'll be obliged." "I hope you are satisfied," said Burgess. "Oh yes, quite," said Frere. "I must recommend more careful supervision at Point Puer, though. It will never do to have these young blackguards slipping through our fingers in this way."
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