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Deputations from the State Association and the National Woman's Party waited upon Governor Holcomb in the summer of 1919 to ask that he call one in order to ratify the amendment. He refused on the ground of a constitutional limitation of the Governor's power.
He reached into his pocket and flicked something into the glass. "That will help him. Gentlemen, do you know what it means? I had always thought! I knew Dr. Holcomb! Crossing over the border! It may not be done! The secret of life is impossible. Yet " Watson opened his eyes again; his spirit seemed suddenly to flicker into defiance. "Who said it was impossible? Who said it?
"'It's dry as a bone, he says, 'but what I say is this, le's us leave a fire burn here all night, so's to be sure. I'd hate like death to hev the whole congregation catchin' cold an' takin' Hiram Gekerjeck's medicine. "I rec'lect Eppleby Holcomb looked up sort o' dreamy Eppleby always goes round like he'd swallowed his last night's sleep. "'The house o' God, he says over; 'ain't that curious?
And then She looked up at me again and whispered: 'And then I heard a bell a very beautiful bell a church bell, sir? But you know, don't you? You are the great Dr. Holcomb. That's why you went into the cellar, wasn't it? Because you know! "Her manner as much as her story, impressed me. I said: "'I must give this room a careful examination. Would you be good enough to leave me to myself?
Why it actually sets my blood a-bilin' makes me mad, as the feller said " Here he nodded toward Thayor "Some folks is that way, Mr. Thayor." "I'd like to have come," pleaded Holcomb, "but somehow, Hite, I never managed to get over your way. You see I live so far off now, and yet when I come to think of it, I must have passed close by it when I was gunning last fall over by Bear Pond."
There was not long to wait. The days passed. The palace was full of Rhamdas, summoned by Dr. Holcomb, who, as the Jarados himself, was now issuing orders concerning the great day, the last of the sixteen days, now very close at hand; the day which the Rhamdas constantly alluded to as "the Day of Judgment." The Senestro went unmolested.
But you can put full confidence in the Rhamdas." Then the speaker dropped the language of the earth and used the Thomahlian tongue again: "It is I who speak I, the Prophet; the Prophet Jarados!" All in the voice of Dr. Holcomb. The blazing leaf faded into blackness, and the talking ceased. Chick was glad of the darkness; the whole thing was like magic, and too good to believe.
"The old fellow will get him yet," remarked Billy; "the miller's wing is broken he's lying flat on the water." "Your eyes are better than mine, Holcomb," declared Thayor. "Take an old trout like that," explained Holcomb, "and he'll always strike with his tail first; he broke that miller's wing the second time he rose."
The identity of the burned man was still a mystery. "Pray God it wasn't poor Bob Dinsmore hunting for food!" he said to himself. If Holcomb and the trapper had any suspicion they made no comment. They had left the body lying where it was. Neither had they referred to the hero who had risked his life to save both Holcomb and Alice. As for Holcomb's thoughts, they had been all fastened on Margaret.
During the past few days I had been thinking of Dr. Holcomb; and for the last few hours the tale had clung with reiterating persistence. Perhaps it was the weirdness and the tremulous intoxication of the music. I was one of the vast majority who disbelieved it. Was it possible that it was, after all, other than the film of fancy?
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