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So great was the shock to public confidence, that men slept on their money, and would not loan it for ten per cent. a week, on any security whatever even on mint certificates, which were as good as gold, and only required about ten days to be paid in coin by the United States Mint. I then rode up to Hammond's house, on Rincon Hill, and found him there.
"They did not prove as money-making as was anticipated?" "No, not under Willy Hammond's management. He had made too many bad acquaintances men who clung to him because he had plenty of money at his command, and spent it as freely as water. One-half of his time he was away from the mill, and while there, didn't half attend to business.
"And, seeing you standing in our doorway, I thought possibly " "Yes, yes. Beg your pardon, I'm sure. No, I don't want to buy anything. I come to see Mr. Stone on a personal matter." "He's busy, I suppose." "So he says." The young man smiled with serene satisfaction. "I'm not surprised," he observed complacently. "We ARE a busy house, Mr er " "Hammond's my name. Are you Mr. Barker?"
"O Swallow, flying from the golden woods, Fly to her, and pipe and woo her, and make her mine, And tell her, tell her that I follow thee." The wooing which followed made a curious impression; this impression was not only produced upon the house, but upon both Prince and Princess. Priscilla, too, had encountered Hammond's earnest gaze.
On the following day, when she went to her usual morning recitation, and gave the reason for her absence, she noticed that Mr. Hammond's hand trembled, and a look of keen sorrow settled on his face. "Gone again! and so soon! So far, far away from all good influences!"
In a flash there came back upon her the memory of John Hammond's curiosity about a hoary and withered old man whom he had met on the Fell in the early morning. She remembered how she had taken him to see old Sam Barlow, and how he had protested that Sam in no wise resembled the strange-looking old man of the Fell.
"It's a white dress," said Teresa, desperately, "and of course it's pretty, and at first I couldn't think where I'd seen it before, and I don't believe any of the other girls did. But they will! And I don't know what Sister will say! She's wearing Joe Hammond's surplice, yes, but she IS, mother! it's as long as a dress, you know, and with a blue sash, and all! It's one of the lace ones, that Mrs.
Poor Mary had put on another pretty gown for dinner, still bent upon effacing Mr. Hammond's image of her as a tousled, frantic creature in torn and muddy raiment. She sat watching the door, just as Hammond had watched it three hours ago. 'So, said Maulevrier, 'your ladyship has succeeded in driving my friend away.
Murray's hand, and turned toward the door. "Edna! My daughter! you have not refused St. Elmo's request?" "My mother! Pity me! I could not grant it." "They have come. I hear Gertrude's birdish voice." The words had scarcely passed Mr. Hammond's lips ere his niece bounded into the room, followed by her husband.
'We had plenty of roughing on the shores of the St. Lawrence, answered Hammond. 'Summer idleness in a drawing-room is an agreeable variety. It is not to be supposed that John Hammond's state of mind could long remain unperceived by the keen eyes of the dowager. She saw the gradual dawning of his love, she saw the glow of its meridian.
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