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Updated: May 21, 2025
In the last few hours I have lived over nearly all of life's struggles, and the most painful is the memory of my mother's long and weary efforts to get her six children up into womanhood and manhood. My thought centers on your struggle especially because of the proof-reading of Alice Gary's story this week.
With the first of the New Year they expected now to sail. It suddenly entered my aunt Gary's head that it was a good time for her to see Paris; and she departed, taking Ransom with her, whom my father wished to place in a German University, and meantime in a French school.
Strangely enough, Gary was nervous because he knew that Young Pete was not afraid of him. Andy White was keenly aware of this, and found occasion that evening in Gary's temporary absence to caution Pete, who immediately called attention to the fact that they had all hung up their guns except Gary. "All the better!" asserted Andy. "That lets you out if he was to start something." "Yes.
Maria busied herself with her fish for a minute, turning and washing it; then, without looking up from her work, she said, in a lowered tone, "'Spect de overseer, he don't hab no favour to such ways and meetin's." "But with me?" I said; "and with Aunt Gary's leave?" "'Spose he like to fix t'ings his own way," said Maria. "Does he forbid them to come?" I asked.
There were no terms to her speech or my aunt Gary's; violent and angry against not only the President, but everything and everybody that shared Northern growth and extraction. How bitterly they sneered at "Massachusetts codfish;" I think nothing would have induced either of them to touch it; and whatsoever belonged to the East or the North, not only meats and drinks, but Yankee spirit and manners and courage, were all, figuratively, put under foot and well trampled on.
He came and took Gary's place, and silently felt of her hand and looked at her; but he did not ask Daisy what was the matter, because he pretty well knew. His own face, as usual, shewed nothing; however, Daisy's came back to its accustomed expression. "Dr. Sandford," said she softly, "what is a meteor?" "Meteors are fiery stones which fall on the earth occasionally." "Where do they come from?"
He saw Gary's hand move almost imperceptibly toward his holster. "I reckon I made a mistake," said Pete slowly and he let the rope slip from his hand as though utterly unnerved. "I I talked kind o' quick," he stammered. "Well, you won't make no more mistakes," sneered Gary, and he dropped his hand to his gun. "You want to know who plugged that old hoss-thief, Annersley, eh?
I was amazed to find that Miss Pinshon had not forgotten me. There was a decorated pen, wreathed with a cord of crimson and gold twist, and supplemented with two dangling tassels. It was excessively pretty, as I thought of Aunt Gary's cap; and not equally convenient.
A large, rather soft package marked with aunt Gary's name, unfolded a riding cap to match; at least it was exceeding rich and stylish, with a black feather that waved away in curves that called forth Margaret's delighted admiration. Nevertheless, I wondered, while I admired, at my aunt Gary's choice of a present. I had a straw hat which served all purposes, even of elegance, for my notions.
It is what the I. W. W. extremists believe is the truth, which constitutes the important fact the fact which has to be looked up, considered and seriously dealt with. The truth about Judge Gary's attitude or Charles Schwab's, toward labor unions, makes no difference if nobody believes it, or if the labor unions don't believe it.
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