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That was the sixth of January, 1861, and on the ninth a steamer, The Star of the West, with supplies and reinforcements for Major Anderson, entered Charleston harbor and was fired upon by a Confederate battery concealed in the sand-hills at Sullivan Island. And now for many days the Fultons heard only discouraging news. Everywhere there was great activity among the Confederates. Mrs.
The work of the world consists principally in raising food and manufacturing the things we wear, and the forwarding of both to the consumer. And the great inventions of the McCormicks, Howes, Fultons, Stephensons, and rest have made this work so easy that the labor done in two months now is equivalent to the labor done in twelve months a few years ago. That is why they are great inventions.
"Oh, when you held out half an excuse to me, I couldn't help coming." "What's your idea for England? To be a nurse or what?" "A nurse, sir." "I'm not sir, please. I'm going to be a nurse, too. I told you once that I'd always be your friend. And a friend isn't ever sir. So don't do it again." "I'll not," she said. Presently I began to ask her about the Fultons.
He found him on watch in the upper hall, and the man, Clarke, below. He had a word with the former: "What is the purpose of the little door in the wall back of the stable?" "It connects these grounds with those of the Fultons. The Fultons live on Huested Street." "Are the two families intimate?" "Very. Mr. Cumberland is sweet on the young lady there. She was at the funeral to-day.
"I suppose it means she was the best speller," Grace said soberly. "I think it is a lovely song," said Sylvia. "I'll tell my mother about it. I am so glad you told me, Grace." Sylvia Fulton was ten years old, and had lived in Charleston, South Carolina, for the past year. Before that the Fultons had lived in Boston. Grace Waite lived in the house next to the one which Mr.
Jerry, after an undecided second or two, faced about and began to retrace his steps. He cut through the Ellery back yard and came out on the cross street at whose corner the Fultons lived. The house was a big ramshackle affair of a dozen rooms or so, far too large a place for the Fultons, since there had been only the two of them, Tod's mother having died when he was only a little tad.
There were only four of us: the Fultons, myself, and one of those charming Southampton girls, with sea-blue eyes, and sunburned hair, who swim like seals, play tennis like men, and fear nothing. Evelyn Gray was the name of this particular one. I liked her immensely, and was not altogether sorry to learn that she was to keep Lucy Fulton company until Fulton returned.
"Lucy Fulton," I said to myself, "you came in the nick of time. And you are my good angel." On the following day I had no especial desire to see Evelyn. I thought that it might be embarrassing for her, and I knew that it would be embarrassing for me, so that it was not without trepidation that I presented myself at the Fultons' house to keep a riding engagement with Lucy.
Fulton was going to spend money, which her husband could ill afford. Shortly after dinner a loud yelling arose in the nursery, and the Fultons hurried off to investigate and give comfort, leaving the manipulation of a fearful and wonderful glass coffee machine to Evelyn Gray and me. "Lucy," said Evelyn, "has as much idea of money as an alcohol lamp has. She ought to be well shaken.
The Fultons lived just across the street, and had always lived there, through both the little girls' lives. It was almost like losing her own brother or sister, for Marjorie and Gladys were as lovingly intimate as two sisters could be. Also, it seemed a case where no word of comfort or cheer could be spoken. So Mrs.
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