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Updated: May 5, 2025
The contract for the two million bushel grain elevator, Calumet K, had been let to MacBride & Company, of Minneapolis, in January, but the superstructure was not begun until late in May, and at the end of October it was still far from completion. Ill luck had attended Peterson, the constructor, especially since August.
Send the bill to MacBride. I knew your name would go down and mine wouldn't." The delay had proved costly, and it was half-past seven before they reached the Manistogee hotel. "Now," said Bannon, "we'll have time to rub down the mare and feed her before I'm ready to go back." Sloan stared at him for a moment in unfeigned amazement. Then slowly he shook his head. "All right, I'm no quitter.
"There ain't many jobs, if you leave out tacking down carpets, where a man don't risk his life more or less. MacBride don't compel men to risk their lives; he pays 'em for doing it, and you can bet he's done it himself. We don't like it, but it's necessary. Now, if you saw men out there taking risks that you think are unnecessary, why, say so, and we'll talk it over."
But as I came within hearing of their talk, it was a fragment of the minister's sonority which reached me first: " more opportunity for them to have the benefit of hearing frequent sermons," was the sentence I heard him bring to completion. "Yes, to be sure, sir." "Let me introduce you to the Rev. Dr. Alexander MacBride.
So the snow fell, the world froze, and the spelling-books and exercises went on. But this was not the only case of education which was progressing at the Sunk Creek Ranch while love was snowbound. One morning Scipio le Moyne entered the Virginian's sitting room that apartment where Dr. MacBride had wrestled with sin so courageously all night. The Virginian sat at his desk.
"'Peter, said he, turning to the servant behind him, 'who's dead hereabouts? "'Sorra one, yer honor. Since the scrimmage at Portumna the place is peaceable. "'Who died lately in the neighborhood? "'The widow Macbride, yer honor. "'Couldn't they take her up again, Peter? My friend here never saw a wake.
There are worse evils than war." The Doctor's eye glared righteously about him. None of us, I think, trembled; or, if we did, it was with emotions other than fear. Mrs. Henry at once introduced the subject of trout-fishing, and thus happily removed us from the edge of whatever sort of precipice we seemed to have approached; for Dr. MacBride had brought his rod.
Next morning at eight o'clock Charlie Bannon walked into the office of C. H. Dennis, the manager of the Ledyard Salt and Lumber Company. "I'm Bannon," he said, "of MacBride & Company. Come up to see why you don't get out our bill of cribbing." "Told you by letter," retorted Dennis. "We can't get the cars." "I know you did. That's a good thing to say in a letter.
Trehearne and MacBride, who had come together in the latter's car, left shortly, and half an hour later, Philip Cabot rose and announced that he, too, was leaving. "You haven't seen my collection since before the war, Jeff," he said. "If you're not sleepy, why don't you stop at my place and see what's new?
No, if MacBride & Company offer you a holiday, the best thing you can do is to grab it, and run, and saw off the telegraph poles behind you. And you couldn't be sure of yourself then." He turned the letter over in his hand. "I might go up on the St. Lawrence," he went on. "That's the only place for spending the winter that ever struck me." "Isn't it pretty cold?" "It ain't so bad.
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