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There was one other tailor in the village, James Hayden, and to him Luke Harrison determined to transfer his custom, hoping to be allowed to run up a bill with him. He did not like his style of cut as well as Merrill's, but from the latter he was cut off unless he would pay the old bill, and this would be inconvenient.
No sooner was the first rapturous welcome from children and husband received, than in came Grace and Kate, who, in their eagerness to see her, had scarcely been able to let her have the first half hour to her family. "I think you will have to include us in your family, Mrs. Hayden, for we could not resist the family welcome, said Grace, smiling with happiness, as she grasped Mrs.
As he reached her table and stood before her, she looked up with a charming smile, which yet held a touch of shyness, an embarrassment she struggled to conceal, and nodded toward the chair so recently vacated by her elderly companion. To his surprise, Hayden saw that she was younger than he had at first thought her, and wondered afresh at her apparent isolation. "Won't you sit there, please?
The Thursday which Hayden had regarded as so remote was actually here, and he, opening his eyes to the fact after a sound night's rest, was aware of that faint shrinking which comes to us all in that moment of embarkation upon the unknown and uncharted.
In the valley of the Yellowstone, which has but lately been much visited by the white man, Hayden saw stumps of trees thirty inches in diameter which had been cut down by beavers. Geological Survey of Wyoming, p. 135. The American beaver closely resembles his European congener, and I believe most naturalists now regard them as identical.
She had a sense of loss, rather than injury. The rector, tapping at her door a little later, received the answer to his note through a very narrow crack, and went away feeling that the way of the wicked is indeed hard. Clayton had been watching with growing concern Graham's intimacy with the gay crowd that revolved around Marion Hayden.
It keeps things lively and announces the world's progress with unerring certainty," she retorted, and with this good-natured sally they rose from the table. The evening was spent in a mixture of small talk and earnestness, and before they departed Mrs. Hayden received her first treatment. "Like an Æolian harp, that wakes No certain air, but overtakes Far thought with music that it makes,
Even Fred and Jamie understood that they must keep still, and managed to keep their voices down to something less than a shrill whisper. Mrs. Hayden partook only of a small cup of tea and was then assisted to her room, where she expected to remain for at least two days the usual time. Her husband spent the evening rubbing her head, bathing it with camphor and keeping the house quiet as possible.
There was a faint sound of a curtain before the door being pushed aside, but this, Kitty and Hayden, absorbed in their conversation, had not heard, and now, Mrs. Hampton turned with a stifled scream to see a stranger, a Gipsy, standing almost at her elbow. "Pretty lady!"
"Why?" asked Hayden, ice in his voice. "I should think that she would consider her son an especially fortunate man." His companion gave a short laugh of irrepressible amusement. "I wish she could hear you say that, and might I be there to see the fun, from a safe corner, mind you! 'The shouting and the tumult' would be worth while, I can assure you.
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