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Field's residence: "Yes, I am the Jason," said the doctor. "We're been looking for you, Mrs. Haviland, every day since you've been in Louisville." This was an unexpected salutation, and I felt at home again as I clasped their warm hands of friendship. "How is it that you have knowledge of me?" "Just walk in, and I'll show you the papers; haven't you seen them?"

"Miss Haviland, you did not ask to be kissed back there." She turned quickly in front of him to catch his gaze, so that he had to stop. "Not in so many words," he added, "I mean you hesitated as much as I." "Fancy that," she replied with a laugh, and began walking again, swinging her legs gaily, letting her skirt billow.

These forces were nevertheless considerable. Amherst had resolved to enter the colony by all its three gates at once, and, advancing from east, west, and south, unite at Montreal and crush it as in the jaws of a vice. Murray was to ascend the St. Lawrence from Quebec, while Brigadier Haviland forced an entrance by way of Lake Champlain, and Amherst himself led the main army down the St.

"Salut, my dear Haviland, salut Messieurs. Oh! my dear Genest, how goes it?" offering his hand, which Zotique took with a caricature of extravagant joy and imitation of the other's style: "My dear Small-pox pardon me my dear friend, I am charmed to meet again a man of so much sense and honor."

Thus, Mrs Haviland, in her autobiography, tells how Dr Emily P. Newcomb, who was said to come of a family of educators, bravely founded a station at Kansas City, and herself superintended the work:

Maître Descarries, Notary, an elderly, active little man, carefully attired and wearing his white hair brushed back from his forehead, in a manner resembling a halo, or some silvery kind of old-time wig, stood at the door holding a document, a paper nominating Sieur Chamilly Haviland to represent the Electoral District of Argentenaye.

Haviland said, after an uncomfortable moment, during which her face flushed, and her breath began to come rather fast. "But you're joking, of course; you're too sensible to take any step that would only plunge you into fresh difficulties. Clarence is very trying, I know we all know that but let's try to face the situation sensibly, and not fly off the handle like this!

Haviland had added the fatigues of the last night to weeks of wearing labor, with consequences at length upon his fund of spirits, and also plainly on his face. He felt, like Grandmoulin, that his battle was principally with De la Lande in the back of the county, cheering up his ranks. About two o'clock Zotique drove over to Miséricorde alone.

Here also was a picture of Florence Haviland, her handsome face self-satisfied, her trio of homely, distinguished-looking girls about her, and a small picture of Gardner, and two of Clarence's dead mother: one, as they all remembered her, a prim-looking woman with gray hair and magnificent lace on her unfashionable gown, the other, taken thirty years before, showing her as cheerful and youthful, a cascade of ringlets falling over her shoulder, the arm that coquettishly supported her head resting upon an upholstered pedestal, a voluminous striped silk gown sweeping away from her in rich folds.

He paused, with the open case upon the table before him and looked steadily into her eyes. "Miss Haviland," he answered, "we are living in an enlightened age, are we not? Women's suffrage and frankly, it will happen soon, I'm sure. University educations such as your own." She nodded, but let him continue. He studied the top of the cigarette case with some care.

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