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Alexander Farnese, The Duke of Parma Sainte Aldegonde's position had become a painful one. The net had been drawn closely about the city. The bridge seemed impregnable, the great Kowenstyn was irrecoverably in the hands of the enemy, and now all the lesser forts in the immediate vicinity of Antwerp-Borght, Hoboken, Cantecroix, Stralen, Berghen, and the rest had likewise fallen into his grasp.
The church will seat over twenty-five hundred people, but in order to do this, chairs are placed in the aisles. These chairs are sold as well as the pews. Every Sunday morning the streets are filled with persons on their way to attend the services at Plymouth Church. They come not only from Brooklyn, but from New York, and even from Jersey City and Hoboken.
Barnum bought the lot, brought them to New Jersey, hired the race-course at Hoboken, chartered the ferry-boats for one day, and advertised that a hunter had arrived with a herd of buffaloes, and that august 31st there would be a "Grand Buffalo Hunt" on the Hoboken race-course all persons to be admitted free of charge.
About that time the storm-ship was repeatedly seen in the Tappaan Zee, and about Weehawk, and even down as far as Hoboken; and her appearance was supposed to be ominous of the approaching squall in public affairs, and the downfall of Dutch domination. Since that time, we have no authentic accounts of her; though it is said she still haunts the highlands and cruises about Point-no-point.
To land at Hoboken in a quiet drizzle is to sound the depths of desolation. A raw, half-finished, unkempt street confronts you. Along the roadway, roughly broken into ruts, crawls a sad tram. The dishevelled shops bear odd foreign-looking names upon their fronts, and the dark men who lounge at their doors suggest neither the spirit of hustling nor the grandeur of democracy.
"Whatever is the matter, Willis?" inquired Jack. "Have you seen the Flying Dutchman?" "No, Master Jack," said he in a forlorn tone; "but I have either seen the captain or his ghost." "What! the captain of the Hoboken?" "No; the captain of the Nelson." "In a dream?" "No, my eyes were as wide open as they are now; he looked into my cabin, and spoke to me." "Impossible, Willis."
"Let Shot and Chase run, Tim, but keep the spaniels in till we pass Hackensack." "Awa wi ye, ye rascals," exclaimed Tim, and out went the high blooded dogs upon the instant, yelling and jumping in delight about the horses and off we went, through the long sandy street of Hoboken, leaving the private race-course of that stanch sportsman, Mr.
This street led over to the interned German steamships at the Hoboken piers. "Great Scott!" ejaculated Mr. Pertell. "I might have known that if Switzer came anywhere near his German friends he'd be off having a confab with them. Go after him, somebody! It's only five minutes to train time, and it will take those Germans that long to say how-de-do to one another, without getting down to business."
"Well, hardly that. She's not precisely an undesirable citizen she's all right enough but you scarcely want to meet her, I'm afraid. You see, Isabel went South and left me in the lurch, and I had to celebrate somehow hence Amye." "Amye?" said Smith, with amusement. "Yes. With an ultimate 'e. Amye Sinclair on the program; Minnie Schottman in the Hoboken family Bible.
Emerson's offer of her car to bring Katharine from Hoboken. It was a pleasant custom of the family to regard any guests as belonging not to one or another member in particular but to all of them. All felt a responsibility for the guest's happiness and all shared in any amusement that he or she might give.
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