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In warm weather he kept a few things in a small palisade driven in the shallow water at the river's edge, which was cool the year 'round. Longley put his raised bread dough in a frying pan, put a second pan on top, raked the ashes off some coals, and started it baking. A man on horseback, driving two pack animals before him, stopped at the low doorway. "Hello, John!
"Any brands in the round-up you didn't like the looks of?" "The bank checks up all right, Mr. Longley," said Todd; "and I find your loans in very good shape with one exception. You are carrying one very bad bit of paper one that is so bad that I have been thinking that you surely do not realise the serious position it places you in. I refer to a call loan of $10,000 made to Thomas Merwin.
So, out of the chaparral came Long Bill Longley from the Bar Circle Branch on the Frio a wife-driven man to taste the urban joys of success. Something like half a million dollars he had, with an income steadily increasing. Long Bill was a graduate of the camp and trail. Luck and thrift, a cool head, and a telescopic eye for mavericks had raised him from cowboy to be a cowman.
They have both been restored, but their glass is mostly original. The St. Cuthbert window was probably given by the will of Longley, Bishop of Durham, who died in 1437. It contains, beside subjects from the life of St. Cuthbert, figures of members of the house of Lancaster. The glass in the clerestory is fragmentary, and contains restorations by Peckett.
Five minutes later the bank force was dancing at the beck and call of a national bank examiner. This examiner, Mr. J. Edgar Todd, proved to be a thorough one. At the end of it all the examiner put on his hat, and called the president, Mr. William R. Longley, into the private office. "Well, how do you find things?" asked Longley, in his slow, deep tones.
M.B. Longley, Ohio; Mrs. Conventions and conventions for fifty years, without a break, planned and managed by one woman was there ever a similar record? The year 1870 opened with the Second National Woman Suffrage Convention, in Lincoln Hall, Washington, D. C., January 19. It had been advertised for two days, but the interest was so great that it was continued through the third day and evening.
We'll hev to. We've ast for an escort o' Gover'ment troops, but I guess Sufferin' Creek ain't on the map. The Gover'ment don't guess they've any call to worry." "Then what you goin' to do?" inquired Longley, profoundly interested. "Can't say. The stage'll hev to take its chances." "An' when " began Longley. But his comrade cut him short.
But the thing that pleased the wounded doughboy most was to find himself, when in dreadful need of the probe or knife, under the familiar and understanding and sympathetic eyes of Majors Henry or Longley or some other American officer, to find his wants answered by an enlisted man who knew the slang of Broadway and Hamtramck and the small town slang of "back home in Michigan, down on the farm," and to find his food cooked and served as near as possible like it was "back home" to a sick man.
Long Bill was a graduate of the camp and trail. Luck and thrift, a cool head, and a telescopic eye for mavericks had raised him from cowboy to be a cowman. Then came the boom in cattle, and Fortune, stepping gingerly among the cactus thorns, came and emptied her cornucopia at the doorstep of the ranch. In the little frontier city of Chaparosa, Longley built a costly residence.
He was held thus, like a child, until the engine had taken water, and until the train had moved, with accelerating speed, out of sight. Then he was released, and rose to his feet to face Bill Longley. "The case never needed to be fixed up this way, Tom," said Longley. "I saw Cooper this evening, and he told me what you and him talked about.
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