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The Executive of this Central Committee, Mrs. Mary S. Sperry, Mrs. Nellie Holbrook Blinn, Mrs. Helen Moore and Mrs. Coffin, were the delegates to the State Republican convention in Santa Cruz in 1906, which was completely under the control of the "machine." It was at this convention that the "insurgent" sentiment began to crystallize into the "progressive" movement.
Doctor Wells never took his eyes from Teeny-bits' face, but the expression in them underwent a slight change; it was as if he had been looking for something that he greatly wanted to see and suddenly had seen it. "I believe in you, Holbrook," he said. "And I want you to know that I sympathize with you as I would with any one else against whose honesty a cowardly assault has been made.
Already the stands were beginning to fill with the friends of Ridgley and of Jefferson, though the cheering sections were as yet empty. In two long columns, stepping in time to the music of their respective bands, the Ridgleyites and the Jeffersonians were marching to the field. Teeny-bits Holbrook was not the sort to give up hope quickly.
I do not yet know Holbrook personally. Pickering, of the Wilkes Expedition, is a well of science, perhaps the most erudite naturalist here. Haldeman knows the fresh-water gasteropods of this country admirably well, and has published a work upon them. Le Conte is a critical entomologist who seems to me thoroughly familiar with what is doing in Europe.
Jack's language; but his meaning was there, and very intently Miss Holbrook listened while David told of the boy and the girl, the wavings, and the flags that were blue, black, and red.
No one either at Lidford or Fairleigh had ever heard of Mr. Holbrook. Gilbert's last inquiries were made in a singular direction.
Holbrook were chatting gayly with Agnes, a childish figure was lying upon the office floor, white, stiff, and insensible. Little Jessie Remington, tired of sitting still and listening to what her mamma and Mrs. Conner were saying, had strayed off into the garden, and after filling her chubby hands with daffodils and early violets, wended her way to the office, the door of which was partially ajar.
The needle in Miss Holbrook's fingers stopped short in mid-air, the thread half-drawn. "Didn't wave!" she stammered. "What do you mean?" "Nothing," laughed the boy, turning away from the window. "I forgot that you didn't know the story." "But maybe I do that is what was the story?" asked Miss Holbrook, wetting her lips as if they had grown suddenly very dry. "Oh, do you? I wonder now!
Miss Matty made no reply, and I tried in vain to think of some subject which should effectually turn the conversation; but I was very stupid; and before I spoke he went on "It was Holbrook, that fine manly fellow who lived at Woodley, that I used to think would carry off my little Matty.
You say every day in your prayer, 'O God, make Kitty a Christian; and yet, wouldn't you be very much astonished if Kitty should come to you to-day, and say, 'I want to be a Christian! Are you looking out for any such thing?" Tip generally spoke his honest thoughts. "No," he said gravely, "I ain't." The church bell began to ring, and Mr. Holbrook arose.
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