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Then followed L.Q.C. Lamar, William C. Dawson, Thaddeus Goode Holt, and many others of less distinction, all of whom are gone save Judge Holt, who remains a monument and a memory of the class and character of the Bar of Georgia fifty years ago, when talent and unspotted integrity characterized its members universally, and when the private lives and public conduct of lawyers were a withering rebuke to the reiterated slanders upon the profession when Crawford, Berrien, Harris, Cobb, Longstreet, the brothers Campbell, and a host of others, shed lustre upon it.
I met him, once or twice, and was at your home to see his collection, a couple of years ago. He impressed me as knowing firearms pretty thoroughly.... Well, you can look for me tomorrow, say around two. In the meantime, I'll see Goode, and also Gresham and Arnold Rivers."
Tecumseh J. Driver, M. Driver, A. J. Alderman. Americus W. C. Butler, S. S. Chapman. Le Roy S. G. Brown, Allen Crocker. Little Stranger J. H. Bauserman, S. A. Lacefield, J. Adams, J. P. Bauserman. Iola S. Brown. Nine Mile N. D. Tyler, J. T. Goode, H. Dickson. Garnett J. Ramsey, H. Cavender. Holton E. Cope, J. P. Nichols, T. G. Walters, A. B. Scholes. Pardee Pardee Butler, N. Dunshee.
While I was gone, it seems that Anton had called our family doctor, Dr. Yardman, and then Fred called Humphrey Goode, our lawyer. Goode lives next door to us, about two hundred yards away, so he arrived almost at once.
Goode we shall hear more as we go on, but "Smith's Bank" became extinct. The firm of Galton, Galton, and James had their offices in the tall building in Steelhouse Lane, opposite the Children's Hospital. They weathered the storm of 1825, but, some years later on, Mr.
"Tell me your opinion, may not 500 Virginians beat them, we having the same advantages against them the Indians have against us?" "I rather conceive 500 redcoats may either subject or ruin Virginia," Goode replied. "You talk strangely.
"Well, yes; I rather got that impression," Goode admitted. "And which one do you like for the murderer? Or haven't you picked yours, yet?" "You mean.... Yes, of course," Goode said slowly. "It must have been one or the other. But I can't think.... It's horrible to have to suspect either of them." For a moment, he stared unseeingly at the litter of high-priced pistols on the desk.
I'm afraid Pop Goode, at the city power-plant, is done for; nobody answers there, but the TV-pickup is still on in the load-dispatcher's room, and the place is full of geeks. Colonel Jarman's coming here with a lorry to get combat-car crews; he's short-handed.
She looked towards the road to see if old Mr. Goode was coming, and was surprised to see that he was standing at the gate of the field with two other men and a boy. And though they were all looking towards her, they made no movement to come to her help. Perhaps they did not see what was happening to her. It did not matter. She would be there in a few moments.
And inspired and sustained by this immortal companionship we blithely walk the pathway illumined by its glory, and we sing, in season and out, the song ever dear to us and ever dear to thee, I hope, O gentle reader: Oh, for a booke and a shady nooke, Eyther in doore or out, With the greene leaves whispering overhead, Or the streete cryes all about; Where I maie reade all at my ease Both of the newe and old, For a jollie goode booke whereon to looke Is better to me than golde!
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