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The Mariposa who had sat motionless gazing at the crystal began to speak. "Ah, the vision is not clear to-night. I see nothing but clouds. Your figures appear for a moment and then disappear. Ah, here is Mr. Hayden standing on a mountain top with his hands full of gold." There was an explosion of laughter at this, and the Mariposa paused as if innocently surprised.
"But indeed, I am glad you got here. There is some distorted, goggle-eyed Chinese monster at my elbow, and on the table before me is an ornament which chills the marrow of my bones. I dare not look up." Hayden gazed bravely about him. "I don't think I ever saw such a hideous room in my life," he said slowly and with conviction.
A. Washburn wounded severely in the groin, Captains Manross, Drake, and Brown instantly killed, Captain Barber mortally wounded, dying; about fifteen hours after, Captains Babcock and Hayden wounded, Lieut. William Horton killed, and four lieutenants wounded. Thirty-eight enlisted men were killed outright.
Her eyes, no longer sad with all regret, were like deep blue stars, and her smile was full of a soft and girlish happiness. "You look very well, Marcia," said her mother critically. "A new gown, of course. How differently they are cutting the skirts!" "It's a lovely gown," affirmed Hayden, smiling down into Marcia's eyes. "After all, a simple white frock is the prettiest thing a woman can wear."
Hayden, some people are coming to take luncheon with me next Wednesday, I may count on you, may I not?" "Indeed, yes," he assured her. "I should like nothing better." She rose and he with her. Every one was doing the same.
I notice ladies have that faculty whenever they meet for an hour or so," said Mr. Hayden, with a genial smile, as he passed the plates. "Oh, we have indeed had a lovely time, and a profitable one, too, I hope," said Mrs. Reade, impulsively. "You have about converted Mrs. Hayden to your ideas, you and Helen together, I presume," remarked Mr.
One of these was the Geographical Survey of territories west of the 100th meridian, under the Chief of Engineers of the Army; the other was the Geological Survey of the territories under the Interior Department, of which the chief was Professor F. V. Hayden. The methods adopted by the two chiefs to gain the approval of the public and the favoring smiles of Congress were certainly very different.
John Hayden was kind-hearted and upright in all his ways, strictly honest and conscientious, but apt to be a little one-sided in his judgments, simply because, as a rule, he reasoned from one standpoint, thought in one groove. He had never considered the questions from this point of view, and therefore they were seriously perplexing.
"Of course," said the mayor, "I appreciate your scruples, having had a few in my day myself, though you'd never think so to read the Star. But look at it sensible. The money belongs to me. If you was to hand it over you'd be just doing plain justice. What right has Hayden on his side? I did what was agreed do I get my pay? No. Who are you to defeat the ends of justice this way?
They were going to let me lay a stretch of track with my joints. Then something happened. Maybe you remember. Kendrick disappeared in the night he's never been seen since." "I do remember," said the professor softly. "Hayden turned me down," went on Quimby. "The money was all gone.
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