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I think I observe in his writings, as in the writings of Unitarians down to a recent date, a studied reserve on the subject of the nature and offices of Jesus. They had not made up their own minds on it. It was a mystery to them, and they let it remain so." Mr. Ruth Haskins, the wife of William and the mother of Ralph Waldo Emerson, is spoken of by the late Dr.
"You seem to be losing balances of power right and left." "Why should I give it up?" queried Perkins. "You don't suppose I am having any better luck than Mr. Haskins, do you?" "Is he losing them too?" asked Mrs. Perkins, hopefully. "I judge so from what he tells me," said Perkins. "We took dinner together at the Centurion in New York the other night, and he's a prince of good fellows, Bess.
Haskins, from Kansas. He's been eat up 'n' drove out by grasshoppers." "Glad t' see yeh! Pa, empty that wash-basin 'n' give him a chance t' wash." Haskins was a tall man, with a thin, gloomy face. His hair was a reddish brown, like his coat, and seemed equally faded by the wind and sun, and his sallow face, though hard and set, was pathetic somehow.
These occupied the Arsenal at Baton Rouge under Major Haskins. Haskins was loyal.
If I call in one, he and his five workers will vote for me, but the other five hundred and ninety-four will vote for Haskins; and if they do, the administration might as well go out of business. Can't you see? It's the same with the dandelions. These spring elections are perfect ah Gehenna for a candidate if it happens to be an early spring like this."
"You act like it," scoffed Mrs. Bailey. Bill Haskins, with a face like black thunder, clumped in and asked Mrs. Bailey if she had any "stickin'-plaster." "Cut you, Bill?" "Bad!" said Bill, exhibiting a cut above the ear the result of Andy's basin-throwing. "Oh, you go 'long!" said Mrs. Bailey, pushing him away. "Askin' for stickin'-plaster for a scratch like that!"
"Mis' Haskins, set right up to the table an' take a good swig o tea whilst I make y' s'm toast. It's green tea, an' it's good. I tell Council as I git older I don't seem to enjoy Young Hyson n'r Gunpowder. I want the reel green tea, jest as it comes off'n the vines. Seems t' have more heart in it, some way. Don't s'pose it has. Council says it's all in m' eye."
But Haskins had called the man "Parker." What ? The big figure in the motoring coat came hurriedly in at the doorway and grasped the hand of Tom's guest. "Parker," he cried, "what are you doing here? Are you responsible for this panjandrum to-night? Didn't I send you off for an absolute rest?" "Been obeying directions strictly, Doctor.
Then there were Bailey and Bill Haskins and several others among the Concho outfit who would never see one of their own get the worst of it. Gary turned and slunk away toward his own wagon. One after another the T-Bar-T boys rose and followed. The Annersley raid was not a popular subject with them. Bailey turned to Long. "Thanks, Bud." "'Mornin', Jim," said Long facetiously.
He was settled as Minister in the town of Harvard in the year 1792, and in 1799 became Minister of the First Church in Boston. In 1796 he married Ruth Haskins of Boston. He died in 1811, leaving five sons, of whom Ralph Waldo was the second.
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