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Judge Gary states with perfect sincerity that his men are well paid and not overworked, and then proceeds to sketch the history of Russia from the time of Peter the Great to the murder of the Czar. Mr. Foster rises, states with equal sincerity that the men are exploited, and then proceeds to outline the history of human emancipation from Jesus of Nazareth to Abraham Lincoln.
"Seen you comin' out of O'Brien's," said the blacksmith, as Buck took possession of a nearby box. "What's the news?" "Ain't any news," responded Buck dejectedly. "Too much talk; no news." "That's right," nodded Gary Peters. "O'Brien is the out-talkingest man I ever see. Ain't nobody on Brownsville can get his tongue around so many words as O'Brien."
Mebby you recollec' you said you'd kill me if I talked about that shootin'. I was a kid then and I was sure scared of the bunch that busted into the shack three growed men ag'in' a kid a-threatenin' what they'd do to the man that bumped off two of their braves. You was askin' who talked up awhile back. It was me." Gary was on his feet and took a step toward Pete when young Andy rose.
Jem shrugged his shoulders, but he went; and I suppose he made a good story of it; for he came down with whatever was wanted my Aunt Gary was in a mood to refuse me nothing then and Maria went anew about the business of beating and mixing and compounding. There was great enjoyment in the kitchen. It was a time of high festival, what with me and the egg supper.
They all go off in flames of some sort may look like glory, but is very uncomfortable and there is a peculiar odour about them. Doctor, what is that odour called?" Gary spoke with absurd soberness, but the doctor gave him no attention. "The odour of sanctity! that is it!" said Gary. "I had forgot.
"The English beauty would like to be a little more robust in her graces," remarked Gary McFarlane. "That is all Daisy wants," her aunt went on; "but that will come, I trust, in time." "Daisy would do well enough," said Mrs. Randolph, "if she could get some notions out of her head." "What, you mean her religious notions? How came she by them, pray?"
American affairs were gone into largely; with great eagerness and bitterness by both mamma and Aunt Gary; with triumphs over the disasters of the Union army before Richmond, and other lesser affairs in which the North had gained no advantage; invectives against the President's July proclamation, his impudence and his cowardice; and prophecies of ruin to him and his cause.
"Are they beautiful too?" "I suppose so but I can't say, never having been there. Now what shall we do for the cities? As they are centres of wealth, I think a three-cent piece must mark them. Hand over, Gary; I have not thrips enough. There is St. Petersburg here is Constantinople here is Rome now here is Paris. Hallo! we've no England! can't leave London out.
"The other night?" "Christmas eve, ma'am." "Did you read to them then?" "Yes, ma'am; they wanted to know what Christmas was about." "And you read to them. You are the oddest child!" "But Aunt Gary, never mind it would be the greatest pleasure to me. Won't you give leave?" "The servants hear the Bible read, child, every morning and every night."
I tried it once, for a whole afternoon; and you've no idea how good tea-time was when it came!" "What could set you about such a piece of work, Gary?" said his hostess, laughing. "Conscience, my dear," said her sister. "I am not at all surprised. I wonder if anybody has been to church to-day?" "I am sorry for the clergyman, if anybody has," remarked Gary. Mrs.
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