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A coroner's inquest, held that afternoon upon the remains of the unfortunate hobo, Drinkwater, had resulted in a verdict of "wilful murder" being returned against Ruthven Gully. Two days later, at the Post, similar verdicts were rendered in the cases of poor Hornsby and Wade. Throughout the day Gully had remained in a sort of sullen, brooding stupor.

Robert Morrison, whom I stole for his good sense, manly worth, and excellent railway ability, from the Belfast and Northern Counties in October, 1891, succeeded Hornsby as my assistant. Afterwards he became goods manager at the time Thomas Elliot was appointed superintendent of the line, two appointments which relieved me of much detailed work.

The voices of men, one in entreaty, one in expostulation, came from the box. Cass mechanically put his hand to his pistol pocket. "Thank you, but I insist upon getting down." It was Miss Porter's voice. This was followed by a rapid, half restrained interchange of words between Hornsby and the driver. Then the latter said gruffly: "If the lady wants to ride inside, let her."

The voices of men, one in entreaty, one in expostulation, came from the box. Cass mechanically put his hand to his pistol pocket. "Thank you, but I INSIST upon getting down." It was Miss Porter's voice. This was followed by a rapid, half-restrained interchange of words between Hornsby and the driver. Then the latter said, gruffly, "If the lady wants to ride inside, let her."

The Secretary of the Midland Great Western Railway, George William Greene, and Martin Atock, the locomotive engineer, were good fellows, and warm friends of each other. I became and remained the sincere friend of both until death took them hence. My principal assistant, called Assistant Manager, was John P. Hornsby, now in his 85th year and living in New Zealand.

Staggered by this preemptive right, sacred to all miners, Cass stopped. "Who is the coroner?" she asked. "Joe Hornsby." "The tall, lame man, who was half eaten by a grizzly?" "Yes." "Well, look now! I'll ride on and bring him back in half an hour. There!" "But, Miss !" "Oh, don't mind me. I never saw anything of this kind before, and I want to see it all."

Horses give him far more trouble than cattle in this respect, because they can travel faster and farther. I have seen ladies who have the interests of hunting deeply at heart Mrs. James Hornsby, for instance ride back and fasten gates which have been carelessly left open.

But something more than his white, soft, girlish skin was exposed; the shirt front was dyed quite red with blood from a slight cut on the shoulder. He remembered to have felt a scratch while struggling with Hornsby. The girl's soft eyes sparkled. "Let me," she said, vivaciously. "Do! I'm good at wounds. Come over here. No stay there. I'll come over to you."

Mr. Cook's paper having been communicated by Dr. Bevis to Mr. Witchell, the latter gentleman compared it with an observation at Oxford, by the Rev. Mr. Hornsby, on the same eclipse, and thence computed the difference of longitude respecting the places of observation, making due allowance for the effect of parallax, and the prolate spheroidal figure of the earth.

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