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The youngster was not lacking in courage, and he stood up boldly as the bully screamed out his threats. "I won't go back," he said quietly. "At least I won't go back alone." Leith's big fingers crooked ominously as he glared at Holman, but Edith Herndon prevented the conflict that was imminent. "Mr. Holman is only concerned about our safety," she cried, stepping in front of the youngster.
"I'm going to do that," I cried, "if the devil himself ordered me out of the way." Leith looked like the devil at that moment. His sallow face seemed to heave as if a disturbed emotional centre was immediately beneath the flabby cheeks, and he cursed in an undertone as Edith Herndon slipped from the edge and swung for a moment above the ledge before she managed to get her footing.
There was nothing for us to do but to separate and await developments. It was late in the afternoon when Craig and I received a hurried message from Herndon. One of his men had just called him up over long distance from Riverledge.
Something indefinable had arisen between them which held the man dumb and nerveless. Suddenly they came face to face with Mrs. Herndon, and Brant felt the girl's arm twitch. "I have been looking everywhere for you, Naida," Mrs. Herndon said, a slight complaint in her voice. "We were going home." Naida's cheeks reddened painfully.
We entered a well-lighted office. A few guards of ugly demeanor stood about. Warden Whittaker consulted with the hard-faced matron, Mrs. Herndon, who began the prison routine. Names were called, and each prisoner stepped to the
He sees Fame coming down the pike, and he's blind to all the tricks of that devil. It's a fact, Verslun! Leith is after the old man's cash and after Edith Herndon as well." I stood and looked at the youngster. His boyish face was aflame with indignation, and any suspicions I had regarding his good intentions were swept away immediately. "After Edith Herndon?" I repeated slowly. "Yes!" he gasped.
Herndon, a young and ardent man, with more heart than learning, more feeling for the flag than for international justice, could not, or would not, understand Mr. Lincoln's position, and gave him great pain by his letters.
Russell told her his vows were plighted to another. She cared nothing for that. Her life had been one long series of conquests, until now at twenty-five there was not in the whole world a more finished or heartless coquette than Evren Herndon.
William Herndon, the young lawyer already quoted, whom he took into partnership in 1845, and who kept on the business of the firm in Springfield till Lincoln's death. This gentleman was, like Boswell, of opinion that a great man is not best portrayed as a figure in a stained-glass window.
First Session of the Thirtieth Congress Mexican War "Wilmot Proviso" Campaign of 1848 Letters to Herndon about Young Men in Politics Speech in Congress on the Mexican War Second Session of the Thirtieth Congress Bill to Prohibit Slavery in the District of Columbia Lincoln's Recommendations of Office-Seekers Letters to Speed Commissioner of the General Land Office Declines Governorship of Oregon
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