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Robbins, who sat side by side, looked at each other. Mrs. Lowe's eyes said, "Is that a wedding-cake?" and Mrs. Robbin's said: "I dunno; it ain't frosted. It looks jest like a loaf she's had on hand." But nothing could exceed the repose and dignity with which Mrs. Maxwell, at the last stage of the meal, requested her nephew to pass the cake to her.
You see it is not mine neither you nor I should keep it from Uncle Theodore's " "Oh! go, go; I cannot talk to you now. I will see you again some other day go!" At last the look in Ann Walden's face attracted and held Marcia Lowe's mercy. She forgot her own trouble and mission; her impetuosity died before the dumb misery of the woman near her.
A correspondent of the Examiner writing on May 28, 1873, said that he had met one of Lowe's daughters, 'who recollected, she told him, 'when a child, sitting on Dr. Johnson's knee and his making her repeat the Lord's Prayer. She was Johnson's god-daughter. By a committee consisting of Milman, Thackeray, Dickens, Carlyle and others, an annuity fund for her and her sister was raised.
He might have stepped upon this, and following it, taken to the streets; or he might and this was Lowe's theory have swam the river at this point, and got into some of those ruffian haunts in the rear of Watling and St. James's streets.
Carre is a Gentleman of good Character, but this matter deserves to be enquired into; and I submit it to your Grace whether it may not be advisable to transmit copies of Lowe's Examination, & of these Letters to my Lord Justice Clerk, that he may, in a proper manner enquire into the facts, & take such Examinations upon Oath, as he shall think fit. This will tend to Mr.
They will listen to none of Lowe's canting humbug. They see incontestable evidences of the Destroyer enfolding his arms around the hero who had thrilled the nations of the world with his deeds. Their souls throb with fierce emotion at the agony caused by the venomously malignant tyranny.
Löwe's face brightened for once as he reached out for the bandbox. "The houses in Howard Street," he explained, as he untied the fastening, "have small balconies to the first-floor windows at the back. Now, the thief entered by one of these windows, having climbed up a rain-water pipe to the balcony.
'Parson, I'll say to him, parson, this I done 'long o' "Greater Love."" Marcia Lowe's eyes filled with tears as she took the poor old fumbling hands in her own. "Dear, dear friend," she faltered, "God will not need your service. He has chosen a burnt offering instead of a human sacrifice. The factory is in ashes now, and for a time, the children may rest." "Sho'!" murmured Andrew.
The next Sunday was a bitter cold day, and the stove, filled with well-seasoned hickory, was a great gratification to the many, and displeased only a few. During the Rev. Mr. Lowe's ministrations at Bethel he formed a Bible class, of which young Barnum was a member.
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