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"Felt it a great deliverance to be rid of plates for 'Etching and Etchers." A later note: "There is no technical difficulty for me in etching. I ought therefore to direct my energies against the artistic difficulties of composition, drawing, light and shade. Haden's 'Agamemnon' is the model for the kind of work I should like to be able to do in etching.

When he came to himself again he was being carried on Bill Haden's shoulder. "All right, dad," he said. "I am coming round now; put me down." "That's a good job, Jack. I thought thou'd'st scarce come round again." "Have you got either of the others?" "We've got Brook; you'd your arm round him so tight that Ned and I lifted you together.

Later on, when my husband was in possession of this chef-d'oeuvre, it always occupied the place of honor in the house. Following Mr. Haden's advice, he now tried short railway journeys at intervals, by slow trains, so that he could get out frequently at the numerous stations, not to allow the accumulating effect of the vibration, and generally in the night.

"I've been through a very revolt a very disagreeable experience, and I've come up here to get some fresh air. I don't want to be sociable." "That's right. Truthful as ever. But one word before we separate. Keppel has just received two proofs of Haden's last job. He asks awful prices for them, but you ought to see them." "Thanks." And the two friends separated as only true friends can separate.

Then Jane Haden's feelings relieved themselves by a copious flood of tears; and Bill himself, though he reproached her for crying on such an occasion, did so in a husky voice. "Thou art going to leave us, Jack," Jane Haden said; "and though we shall miss thee sorely, thou mustn't go to think that Bill or me be sorry at the good fortune that be come upon you.

Bill Haden's pride in him was unbounded, and during his illness poor old Flora, who seemed to recognize in him her champion, lay on his bed with her black muzzle in the hand not occupied with a book.

Afterwards I suppose I shall have to go to the manager's house, but, of course, arrangements will have to be made as to Mr. Fletcher's widow and children; and when I go there, of course you will come too." "Thee'st a good un, lad," Bill Haden said, for Mrs. Haden's tears prevented her speech; "but I doubt what thou say'st can be; but we needn't talk that over now.

At first the news was received with absolute incredulity, but when it became thoroughly understood that Bill Haden's boy, Jack Simpson, had licked Tom Walker, the wonder knew no bounds.

Such was by no means the case with Jack, and he was quite taken by surprise when a driver said to him, "This be the last train this shift." "Why, it bean't nigh two o'clock, surely?" he said. "It be," the driver said; "wants ten minutes, that's all." Soon the miners began to come along. "Hullo, Jack!" Bill Haden's voice said. "Be'st still here. Come along of me. Why didst stop, lad?

He asked for the proofs he had sold, "as they were of a nature to compromise him"; besides, from what he knew of Haden's etchings he was determined that his proofs should not go to England. Sir Seymour at once returned the etchings. Now, whether Meryon's words were meant as a compliment or the reverse is doubtful. He was half crazy, but he may have seen through a hole in the millstone.

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