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Indeed there was a certain elemental boy-like bearing of pride in him as he told us the story. If I am right in my dates the defenses of Maubeuge caved in under the batterings of the German Jack Johnsons on September sixth and the citadel surrendered September seventh.
The Smoke Prevention Society ought to turn their attention to "Jack Johnsons"; their habits are positively filthy. These things, however, disturbed them but little and bored them a great deal. So they set to work to make their particular rabbit-warren into a Garden City.
They had hoped to go far into the Iroquois country, to break the power of the Six Nations, to hunt down the Butlers and the Johnsons and Brant himself, but they could not wholly blame their commander. The rear guard, or, rather, the forest guard of the Revolution, was a slender and small force indeed.
At one end a human pianola with drugged eyes hammered the keys with automatic and furious unprecision. At merciful intervals a waiter would roar or squeak a song songs full of "Mr. Johnsons" and "babes" and "coons" historical word guaranties of the genuineness of African melodies composed by red waistcoated young gentlemen, natives of the cotton fields and rice swamps of West Twenty-eighth Street.
But the utmost I could tell him about my father was nothing to the tales he told me about his grandfather, the navy captain. The Johnsons were very fond of their father, he was such a good, kind man; but I think they would have been glad if he had had a profession instead of being a canal-carrier, and I am sure it pleased them to think that Mrs.
Those who seek to follow such a lead follow a Jack-o'-lantern. The more I see of the work of the Johnsons the more fully I recognise it to embody all that we do not ask of art." "Those views do not apply to the Johnsons' spiritual father?" suggested Paul, laughingly. "Not in the least.
Even then the great Mohawk and the great Wyandot shouted to their men to stand fast, although the Royal Greens and the Rangers had begun to run, and the Johnsons, the Butlers, McDonald, Wyatt, and the other white men were running with them. Henry, with the memory of Wyoming and all the other dreadful things that had come before his eyes, saw red.
"But I want to talk about Olga, not about Amy." "Go along with your old Olga!" cried the other angrily. "I wouldn't tell you anything about her if I knew." "I shall go to Mrs. Johnson again then. And if Mrs. Johnson is not willing to tell me, I shall come back and see your mother." "Oh! you will?" sneered Stella. "So you think the Johnsons will tell you about Olga's last name do you?"
They seated themselves at the marble-topped table, Don and Paul upon the plush lounge and Thessaly upon a chair facing them. "I have a mirror before me," said Thessaly, "and can stare without fear of rebuke. Yonder is a group of Johnsons." "To whom do you refer?" asked Don. "To those young men wearing Soho whiskers and coloured collars.
The Johnsons would speak of the patriotism, the wisdom, and the services of Franklin; the grandmother of the virtues and accomplishments of Cornwallis. The boy, of course, had to choose between these different sides, and he chose the side of his country and of the people.
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