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After having undergone a great deal of ridicule and been kept some time to make sport for these unfeeling wretches we were at length cast adrift in the open ocean. I had with me in the boat the following persons: John Fryer: Master. Thomas Ledward: Acting Surgeon. David Nelson: Botanist. William Peckover: Gunner. William Cole: Boatswain. William Purcell: Carpenter.
Ledward she confided at least once a week, generally when she paid her rent, her settled intention to go and find work of some kind in the course of the next two or three days; till at length this had become a standing joke with the landlady, who laughed merrily as often as the subject was mentioned.
"How 's 't you're so late?" she asked, without looking at the child; her eyes, as far as one could guess, fixed upon the houses opposite, her hands in the little pocket on each side of her apron. "Your mother's poorly." "Oh, then I shall sleep with her to-night?" exclaimed Ida, forgetting her trouble for the moment in this happy foresight. "Dessay," returned Mrs. Ledward laconically.
Ledward, on examining him, discovered there had been two holes in the roof of his mouth which, though healed, had the appearance of having been large: the adjacent parts appeared sound, yet the surgeon was of opinion that they were cancerous and would in the end occasion his death. Saturday 31.
Her home was in Milton Street. On the front-door was a brass-plate which bore the inscription: "Mrs. Ledward, Dressmaker;" in the window of the ground-floor was a large card announcing that "Apartments" were vacant. The only light was one which appeared in the top storey, and there Ida knew that her mother was waiting for her, with tea ready on the table as usual. Mrs.
The first part of his purpose he fulfilled; but to Milton Street he never returned. As soon as he had left the house, Mrs. Ledward bounced into the room where Ida stood. "You little idjot!" she exclaimed. "What do you mean by refusing a offer like that! Why, the gentleman's your own father." "My father!" repeated Ida, in scornful astonishment. "My father died when I was a baby.
The child seemed to her extraordinarily clover, and in four more years she would be as old as a girl who had assisted with the little ones in the first school she went to. Lotty was ambitious. Offers of Mrs. Ledward to teach Ida dressmaking, she had put aside; it was not good enough. Yet Ida was not in reality remarkable either for industry or quickness in learning.
She had discussed with him the matter of the illustrations for her verses as soon as she received her cheque from Farraday. They had agreed that it would be a pity for him to take time for them from his masterpiece. "Besides, sweetheart," he had said, "I honestly think Ledward will do them better.
So the verses went to Ledward, and the first three appeared in the Christmas number of The Child at Home, illustrated as even Stefan had to admit with great beauty. Mary would have given infinitely much for his collaboration, but she had not urged it, feeling he was right in his refusal. As Christmas approached they began to make acquaintances among the polyglot population of the neighborhood.
I did not endeavour to dissuade them from this belief otherwise than by laughing and letting them know that we had no such apprehensions. In the afternoon the effects of the deceased were disposed of and I appointed Mr. Thomas Denman Ledward the surgeon's mate to do duty as surgeon. Friday 12. I went in a boat to examine the harbours about Oparre and found two formed by the reefs.
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