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Says I, when I heard you tappin', 'That's Cap'n Hocken, says I, 'signallin' me to come an wish him joy, an' maybe to join him in a drink over his luck. And why not? says I. 'Stranger things have happened." "You'll excuse me. . . . If he's in his garden, I want a chat with him." Cai hurried out to the front door. "Maybe you'd like me to go with you," suggested Mr Philp, ready for him.
"Now what," inquired Mr Nicholls, "might be your opinion about Labour Exemption Certificates, Captain Hocken?" Cai was gravelled. His alleged interest in education had not as yet extended to a study of the subject. Mrs Bosenna came to the rescue. Before the ploughing began she wanted to show Captain Hocken some work the hedgers had been doing at the lower end of the field.
"Mrs Bosenna?" echoed Mrs Bowldler, who had by this time arisen from the stair. She drew her skirts close with a gesture of dignity. "It is not for me to drag Mrs Bosenna into our conversation, sir far from it, and I hope I know my place better. For aught I know, Captain Hocken if, as a menial, I may use the term " "Not at all," said Captain Cai vaguely, as she paused with elaborate humility.
On his way from the ship-chandler's 'Bias ran against Mr Philp, who paused in the roadway and eyed him, chewing a piece of news and chuckling. "That friend o' yours is a wonnur!" preluded Mr Philp. "Meanin' Caius Hocken?" "Who else? . . . He's goin' a great pace in these days; but you won't tell me he has flown out o' that range?
But 'tis a gift that cuts both ways. Be any gone round by Cove Head to look out?" "Iss, a dozen or more. I saw 'em 'pon the road, a minute back, like emmets runnin'." "'Twas very nice feelin', I must own very nice indeed of Gauger Hocken to warn the church-folk first; and him a man of no faith, as you may say. Hey? What's that? Dost see her, Zeb?"
Some of the older officers of the garrison were afraid that my officers were too young and that we did not have enough officers of mature years, but experience was to show that age does not give a monopoly of courage or bravery, nor of fortitude and good judgment. Memorable addresses were delivered by the Lieutenant-Governor, the Mayor of the City, Mr. Hocken, and by the Chaplain Major, the Rev.
To be more precise, it was rendering the waltz-tune in "Faust," an opera by the late M. Gounod. Captain Hocken and Captain Hunken knew nothing of "Faust" or of its composer. But they could recognise a tune. "Which?" repeated Tobias gasping, holding by the handrail of the bridge. "You or me? Or both, perhaps?" "Two glasses o' port wine only, 'Bias . . . and you saw me at the station.
Which I hope you'll like Troy, and Cap'n Hocken ast me to make myself useful an' find you a pair of servants woman an' boy." "Oh, but hold hard!" protested Captain Cai. "We haven't started furnishin' yet." She nodded. "That's all right. No hurry with either of 'em not for some weeks, or so long as it suits you. But you'll be safer to bespeak 'em: an' Mrs Bowldler is the chance of a lifetime."
"That," said 'Bias sententiously, withdrawing his pipe from his lips, "isn' business, but pleasure." "You may not believe it, Captain Hocken," protested Mrs Bosenna, "but 'spillikins' helps me to fix my thoughts. And you ought to feel flattered, really you ought " She laughed now, and archly "Because, as a fact, I was fixing them on you at the very moment Dinah showed you in!"
I cannot see them. At this moment of clearer consciousness, his son, at Mr Hocken's request, asked him if he had joy in thinking of Jesus. He replied, `Yes, great joy." Mr Hocken has given the following account: "On Saturday evening, October 25th, Mr Haigh, Mrs Hocken and myself went from the Mission-house to see old Daniel. We found him lying on a mat, and covered with a white cloth.
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