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"Oh, very much so," said General M'Gill, with emphasis. "He showed brains, and he had luck." "A great deal of luck, I hear," said Sir Wilfrid, accepting a piece of cake. "He'll get his step up, I suppose. Anything else?" "Difficult to say. But the good men are always in request," said General M'Gill, smiling.
At the same time, the two other Canadian colleges of note, M'Gill University and Queen's College, came into active existence. In October, 1839, after many years of delay, Montreal saw the corner-stone of the first English and Protestant College in Lower Canada laid, and in the winter of 1841-2, Dr.
"Mind you own concerns, Jim Bender!" exclaimed the girl, both wrathful and hurt. "I can manage that pony if she's let alone." Then she raised her voice again and cried to Ratty: "M'Gill! you get off that horse! At once, I tell you!" "The Missus is sure some peeved," muttered Bender to one of his mates. "And why shouldn't she be? We'd never ought to let Ratty try to ride that critter."
M'Gill, who continued to discharge the functions of Home Mission Secretary with zeal and efficiency until he was changed to the "Foreign Office." The result of too close attention to his ministerial duties led Dr. Ker into a dangerous illness, from which he suffered severely for a period of three years.
He told them just where he had met Ratty M'Gill; but he stuck to his imaginary description of the person who had entrusted the letter to him. "Going, west, you say?" said Captain Rugley. "It might be to lead us off the trail. And then again, he might be going right back to whatever place they have Frances hidden. "I fear we'll have a hard time following a trail to-night, anyway.
She was hurrying Molly, for she did not want to keep Ratty M'Gill waiting for his money. As she had told him, she wanted the reckless cowboy off the Bar-T ranges before nightfall. She had struck the plain above the river ford when she sighted a single rider far ahead, and going in her own direction.
M'Gill begged of him to stand and see fair play, and suffer us to finish the battle; for, added he, "he is a liar, and a scoundrel, and deserves ten times more than I can give him." "I ken he's a' that ye say, an' mair, my man," quoth John. "But am I sure that ye're no as bad, an' waur? It says nae muckle for ony o' ye to be tearing like tikes at one anither here."
She saw Ratty M'Gill on the black pony flying ahead of the steers; but what could one man do to turn two thousand head of wild cattle? Frances of the ranges had appreciated the peril which threatened to the full and at first glance. The prostrate carcase of the huge steer would serve to break the wave of cattle due to pass over this spot within a very few moments.
The two plotters had rekindled the fire and were whispering together about her. Had Pete had his way he would have tied Frances' hands and feet. But the ex-cowpuncher of the Bar-T ranch would not listen to that. Although Pete was the leading spirit, Ratty M'Gill turned ugly when his mate attempted to touch the girl; so they had left her unbound. But not unwatched no, indeed!
He set spurs to his pony and raced away before any other remarks could be made in his hearing. He rode directly back to the ford they had crossed; but reaching it, he turned sharply down stream, in the direction from which Ratty M'Gill had come. Here and there in the soft earth he saw the marks of Molly's hoofs. But when these marks were no longer visible on the harder ground, Pratt kept on.
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