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At which there rose up before the reader a vision of Kreiss himself baggy-eyed, cultivated English accent, interested in polo, fast growing contemptuous of things American. Or still another: Hodge Manufacturing Company: Mr. Hodge is a very conservative gentleman. Sits still and lets others do the talking. Has gained quite a reputation for business acumen with this one attribute.

She sat up night and day with the Patient, and could scarcely be persuaded to take ever so little needful Rest and Refreshment. When she was not ministering to the sufferer's wants, she was Praying, although it did scandalise Mr. Hodge a little to see her tell her Beads; and when Mr.

I see three Chinamen an' Ches stretched out in a heap, Ches still huggin' the big one he had picked out first. I carried the two of 'em upstairs still locked together, an' laid 'em on the porch. As I did so, Ches opened his eyes an' smiled weakly, ail sez to me most beseechful, "Gi' me the ball, gi' me the ball, an' let Hodge an' Roger throw me over the line. It's no use tryin' to buck through."

The limbs totter, the back is bowed, the dimmed sight can no longer guide the plough in a straight furrow, nor the weak hands wield the reaping-hook, Hodge, who, Atlas-like, supported upon his shoulders the agricultural world, comes in his old age under the dominion of his last masters at the workhouse. There, indeed, he finds almost the whole array of his rulers assembled.

By Hugh L. Hodge, M. D., Professor of Obstetrics in the University of Pennsylvania. Delivered Monday, October 11, 1852. Philadelphia, 1852. On the Nature, Signs, and Treatment of Childbed Fevers: in a Series of Letters addressed to the Students of his Class.

Well, it happened that they had some hogs aboard and, the worse for poor Hodge Vaughan, the sailor who had charge of them, like any other proper Englishman, was fonder of fighting than of feeding pigs, and so left them to forage for themselves.

Then you may aid me in chaffering, and I will straight to the Fleming, with whom I may do better than with Hodge of the Lamb. How now, here's a shower coming up fast!" It was so indeed; a heavy cloud had risen quickly, and was already bursting overhead. "In good time!" cried Ridley; "here's the Poticary's sign! You had best halt here at once."

Mulloy was also inclined to look on it as a case of murder, and Bascomb became so scared that he ran away while we were returning to camp. Reynolds said Bascomb swore he was going to commit suicide." Frank straightened up quickly. "Look here, Hodge," he said, "you must act, and you must act swiftly.

How'd ye think of it?" "Did I do anything?" asked Bob innocently. "I thought Bill Hodge stubbed his toe and fell. Probably he slipped in some molasses." "Did you pull the spigot open?" "Me? No, I didn't, but maybe the string did. I guess I've got to hurry home with this lard. Mom wants to make some pies." Bob got home much sooner than his mother expected he would.

Frank had seemed cool and clear-headed, but, not knowing that Bart had fully completed the drawing of the lines on the black stone, in his heart he was feeling very desperate indeed. Hodge had grown thoroughly angry, and Snell was likely to get hurt when Bart placed hands upon him.