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I could have wished to have stayed there on my knees for hours and hide my head with shame and tears, but I didn't dare refuse to show this last sign of affection for Catalina. So I laid my hot cheek against that of my sister, toying to bid her good-bye, and her tears mingled with mine. When Paula's turn came, Catalina was so exhausted that she could hardly say a word.
In her bright, sympathetic way, which all who knew her can describe, she said: "Yes, I will tell you. In my early girlhood I knew a young clergyman who was in the habit of occasionally visiting our house. One day he came to bid us good-bye, saying that he was going to a Western city to reside. As he bid me goodbye he gave me a little book.
"I am sorry you will not go with me, for I shall have to give a good deal of this evening to Greenwood." "I expected that." "Go with me this afternoon, do, my dear! We can ride on to Harlow also." "I spent all yesterday with my mother." "Then, good-bye! I will be home in an hour." John found it very pleasant to ride through the village and up Hatton Hill again.
When I was ready to start, Miss Oatman asked Mrs. Jackson what she should say to me. Mrs. Jackson told her to tell me good-bye, and tell me that she was very thankful to me for all I had done for her. But the poor girl could not remember it all. She could only remember the words "Good-bye, I thank you," at the same time shaking hands with me.
We took hold of his hand, bent over him and pressed our lips to his all four of us. We kissed him good-bye and left him to the tender mercies of the advancing foe, in whose hands he would be in a few moments. No doubt they laughed and jeered at the dying Rebel. It mattered not what they did, for poor Tom Webb's spirit, before the sun went down, was with God and the holy angels.
I'll say good-bye and God bless you; but if you do care for me, Polly," he was pleading now, "if you're NOT happy here won't you come back to me? Won't you, Polly?" She dared not meet his eyes, nor yet to send him away. She stood irresolute. The voice of Deacon Strong answered for her. "So! You're HERE, are you?"
But if you marry him, my dear Mees Quentin good-bye to your career as a world-artiste, good-bye to the most marvellous voice that the good God has ever let me hear." "I don't see why. Max thoroughly understands professional life." "Nevertheless, believe me, there will there must come a time when Max Errington's wife will not be able to appear before the world as a public singer.
When I get back to Rome I will write and tell you my observations, and especially about the dictatorship, and I will also send a letter to Labienus and one to Ligurius. I write this before daybreak by the carved wood lamp-stand, in which I take great delight, because they tell me that you had it made when you were at Samos. Good-bye, dearest and best of brothers.
When about a mile from the village they were overtaken by the Delacours' carriage. Morton and Mildred bade Madame good-bye and walked home with them. Their talk was of hunting. The boar had been taken close to the central carrefour, they had watched the fight with the dogs, seven of which he had disabled before M. Delacour succeeded in finally despatching him.
A student came to the president's study at the close of a college term to bid him good-bye. After the good-bye was said, he lingered, and Garfield said: "I suppose you will be back again in the fall, Henry?" "No," he stammered, "I am not coming back to Hiram any more. Father says I have got education enough, and that he needs me to work on the farm; that education doesn't help a farmer along any."
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