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As he leaned against the door for support, it gave way and opened, and Jeremie, losing his prop, fell inside, rolling on his face into the middle of his room, and he felt something heavy pass over him and escape in the night. He was no longer moving, dazed by fright, bewildered, fearing the devil, ghosts, all the mysterious beings of darkness, and he waited a long time without daring to move.
In the latter part of 1659 a French gentleman, Jérémie Deschamps, seigneur du Rausset, who had been one of the first inhabitants of Tortuga under Levasseur and de Fontenay, repaired to England and had sufficient influence there to obtain an order from the Council of State to Colonel Doyley to give him a commission as governor of Tortuga, with such instructions as Doyley might think requisite.
To the House of Representatives: In answer to the resolution of the House of Representatives of the 26th of December last, requesting information in regard to the seizure of the brig Arve at Jeremie, in the island of St. Domingo, I transmit a report from the Secretary of State and the documents by which it was accompanied. WASHINGTON, February 12, 1852.
Isn't your wife going to warm your bed for you?" Jeremie answered: "The other night I couldn't find the door I had to be fished out of the ditch in front of the house!"
Say, what good is it doing you, since it's always you that's treating?" Nevertheless he was smiling at the idea of all this brandy drunk at the expense of another. He was smiling the contented smirk of an avaricious Norman. Mathurin, his friend, kept pulling him by the sleeve. "Come on, Jeremie. This isn't the kind of a night to go home without anything to warm you up. What are you afraid of?
The innkeeper cast a sly glance at Mathurin. He said: "And your brother, Mathurin, where's he now?" The sailor laughed silently: "Don't worry; he's warm, all right." And both of them looked toward Jeremie, who was triumphantly putting down the double six and announcing: "Game!" Then the owner declared: "Well, boys, I'm goin' to bed.
It also happened that a Jesuit high in authority, named Pere Coston, preached with such success that the Protestants, not wishing to be beaten, but desirous of giving word for word, summoned to their aid the Rev. Jeremie Ferrier, of Alais, who at the moment was regarded as the most eloquent preacher they had.
As he leaned against the door for support, it gave way and opened, and Jeremie, losing his prop, fell inside, rolling on his face into the middle of his room, and he felt something heavy pass over him and escape in the night. He was no longer moving, dazed by fright, bewildered, fearing the devil, ghosts, all the mysterious beings of darkness, and he waited a long time without daring to move.
La Plume carried them, and no doubt, your aide-de-camp also, straight to the French. Chaney has not been seen: he is traitor or prisoner." "Then Cayes is not burned, nor Jeremie defended?" "Neither the one nor the other. Both are lost; and so is Port-au-Prince. My troops and I did our best at the Croix de Bosquets: but what could we do in such a case?
Then tired out, stupefied from his exertion, he stretched himself out on the ground and slept. When day came a neighbor, seeing the door open, entered. He saw Jeremie snoring on the floor, amid the broken pieces of a chair, and on the bed a pulp of flesh and blood. As we sat chatting after dinner, a party of men, the conversation turned on women, for lack of something else.
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