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Only his eyes showed that to what was going forward he was alert and attentive. "Is Dr. Rainey Mr. Hallowell's family doctor?" he asked. Irving surveyed him in amused superiority. "He is!" he answered. "You been long in New York?" he asked. Upon the stranger the sarcasm was lost, or he chose to ignore it, for he answered simply, "No, I'm a New Orleans boy. I've just been taken on the Republic."
His thoughts were reaching out to the distant and faint sound of a piano. "Just what do you propose to search for?" inquired he. He tried to listen, because it was necessary that he have some knowledge of Hallowell's plans. But he could not fix his attention. After a few moments he glanced at his watch, interrupted with, "I think I understand enough for the present.
"I'll go," said Sally, "but Gilbert don't deserve it. The way he snapped me up at Hallowell's and he hasn't been here since!" "Don't be hard on him, Sally!" said the kindly old woman; nor was Sally's more than a surface grudge. She had quite a sisterly affection for Gilbert, and was rather hurt than angered by what he had said in the fret of a mood which she could not comprehend.
But he could think of nothing to say, except his own preferences in the matter of apples, a theme which he pursued until Martha was very tired of it. He next asked after Mark Deane, expressing at great length his favorable opinion of the young, carpenter, and relating what pains he had taken to procure for him the building of Hallowell's barn.
And then Jethro sat down again in his chair not to leave it for six and thirty years. From this time forth that chair became a seat of power, and of dominion over a state. Thus it was that Jock Hallowell's prophecy, so lightly uttered, came to pass.
In November, 1864, Captain Henry Booth started from Fort Riley to inspect the posts south to the Arkansas River in Colorado. Lieutenant Hallowell was his companion. They had planned to travel comfortably in Lieutenant Hallowell's light spring wagon instead of in a heavy jouncing army ambulance a hack arrangement with seats along the sides and a stiff oiled-cloth top.
"Vera!" cried Mabel. "Winthrop coming here?" demanded Mannie. "I met him at Mr. Hallowell's this morning," said Vera. "Didn't Paul tell you?" "Paul ain't back yet," said Mannie. "I wish he was!" His lower jaw dropped in dazed bewilderment. "Winthrop coming here?" he repeated. "And they're all coming here!" he exclaimed excitedly. "Paul just phoned me.
And through Hallowell's spectacles he was charmed for many an hour with visions of the world that is to be when, in the slow but steady processes of evolution, the human race will become intelligent, will conquer the universe with the weapons of science and will make it over. When he first stated his projects to Norman, the young man had difficulty in restraining his amusement.
When all was in readiness, the little wagon drawn up in front of the commanding officer's quarters, and farewells said, Hallowell suggested to Booth the propriety of taking a few of the troops stationed there to go with them until they overtook their own escort, which must now be several miles on the Trail to Fort Larned. Booth asked Captain Conkey what he thought of Hallowell's suggestion.
There were but a few people on the platform, but the first face she saw as she stepped from the car was Lem Hallowell's. It was a very red face, as we know, and its owner was standing in front of the Coniston stage, on runners now. He stared at her for an instant, and no wonder, and then he ran forward with outstretched hands. "Cynthy Cynthy Wetherell!" he cried. "Great Godfrey!"
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