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Ferguson, of the 13th, who when the troops had climbed as high as possible under the leaden canopy which the Gatlings made to cover their charge, waved his white handkerchief as a signal to cease firing. At the same moment Landis exclaimed, "Better stop; our men are climbing the hill now."
They had evidently taken it for granted that the other students had gone to the parlors and that there wasn't anyone to hear the conversation. "Well, for my part, Min," Landis was saying, "I do not think you look at all well in that blue silk. You look so sallow. You are so much sweeter in your white organdy with your pink sash." "But, Landis, I've worn it so often." "But not here.
Don't try to lick my face, for that is bad manners. Demonstrations are odious, as the poet says." "It's always bad manners, isn't it?" asked Miss Landis. "What? Being affectionate?" "Yes, and admitting it." "I believe it is. Do you hear that Sagamore? But never mind; I'll break the rules some day when we're alone." The dog laid one paw on Siward's knee, looking him wistfully in the eyes.
The clock, and all that claptrap. But Landis wasn't yellow. He didn't crumble. He lasted long enough to call my bluff, and I had to shoot in self-defense. And then, when he lay on the floor, I saw that I had failed." "Failed?" He lowered his eyes for fear that she would catch the glitter of them.
Miss Cresswell as president went through the preliminaries of calling the Association to order. She was tactful and discreet. Landis, to whom public speaking was a coveted opportunity, immediately arose and moved forward to the front of the room where she could face her audience. She carried her head and shoulders unusually erect.
Better by far that Landis should come to her than that she should come to him, so Donnegan had rented two tents by the day at an outrageous figure from the enterprising real estate company of The Corner and to this new home he brought the girl. She accepted the arrangement with surprising equanimity.
The population of the Vineland tract is about ten thousand five hundred people, consisting of manufacturers and business people upon the town plot in the centre, and, around this centre, of farmers and fruit-growers. The most of the tract is in Landis Township. I will now give statistics of police and poor expenses of this township for the past six years: POLICE EXPENSES.
I tried a different way bleeding him of his profits, after I'd explained to him that he was in the wrong. He half admitted that, but he naturally wouldn't give up the mines even after we'd almost proved to him that Lester had the first right. So Landis has been mining the gold and we've been drawing it away from him. It looks tricky, but really it's only just. And Lester and Lebrun split with me.
At this Jack Landis burst into an enormous laughter. "You don't mean, Lou, that you actually intend to stay on?" "What else can I mean?" "Of course it makes it awkward if the colonel didn't expressly tell you just what to do. I suppose he left it to my discretion, and I decide definitely that you must go back at once." "I can't do it."
"To go among those fellows, wild as they are, and bring Jack Landis away to this house." "Bring him here," said Donnegan with indescribable bitterness, "so that she may pity his wounds? Bring him here where she may think of him and tend him and grow to hate me?" "Grow to fear you," said the colonel. "An excellent thing to accomplish," said Donnegan coldly.
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