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Thence he struck eastward, and at eleven came to Manville Street, Islington. He found Reardon by the fireside, looking very ill, and speaking with hoarseness. 'Another cold? 'It looks like it. I wish you would take the trouble to go and buy me some vermin-killer. That would suit my case. 'Then what would suit mine?
Then came a ringing cheer, bugle-notes sounding the charge; and in the darkness, with cheers that thrilled us through and through, a couple of regiments rushed the Boer lines from the rear with the bayonet. Charge! by George Manville Fenn "Hurrah!" "Hurrah!"
"I never heard of such a thing! You can't expect me to carry them." Now, Mrs. G. Manville Smith had been a dining-room girl at the old Haley House before she married George Smith, and long before he made his money in lumber. "You won't find them so heavy," Molly Brandeis said smoothly. "I certainly would! Perhaps you would not. You're used to that sort of thing. Rough work, and all that."
It is known that she took refuge in England during the Revolution; but Count Paul de Rémusat, who has been consulted on the subject, has kindly pointed out that the lady of whom Scott speaks must have been the widow of the Chevalier de Boufflers-Remencourt, known by his poems and stories. Her maiden name was de Jean de Manville, and her first husband was a Comte de Sabran. She died in 1827.
MR. BUTLER'S WARD. By F. MABEL ROBINSON. HOVENDEN, V.C. By F. MABEL ROBINSON. ELI'S CHILDREN. By G. MANVILLE FENN. A DOUBLE KNOT. By G. MANVILLE FENN. DISARMED. By M. BETHAM EDWARDS. A LOST ILLUSION. By LESLIE KEITH. A MARRIAGE AT SEA. By W. CLARK RUSSELL. IN TENT AND BUNGALOW. By the Author of 'Indian Idylls. MY STEWARDSHIP. By E. M'QUEEN GRAY. A REVEREND GENTLEMAN. By J.M. COBBAN.
It was about a week after this, midway in November, that there at length came to Manville Street a letter addressed in Amy's hand. It arrived at three one afternoon; Reardon heard the postman, but he had ceased to rush out on every such occasion, and to-day he was feeling ill. Lying upon the bed, he had just raised his head wearily when he became aware that someone was mounting to his room.
The Adventures of Don Lavington by George Manville Fenn "I wish our old ship was here, and I was at one of the guns to help give these beggars a broadside." "It is very, very horrible, Jem." "Ten times as horrid as that, Mas' Don. Here was we all as quiet and comf'table as could be taking our warm baths. I say, shouldn't I like one now! I'm that stiff and sore I can hardly move."
You will receive to-morrow a box containing several things I did not feel justified in selling. As soon as I begin to have my payment from Carter, half of it shall be sent to you every week. My address is: 5 Manville Street, Upper Street, Islington. He enclosed the money, in notes and gold, and addressed the envelope to his wife.
I stayed with them for almost five years. While holding a meeting in company with Brother Renbeck in a school house out in the country between Kelly and Manville, N. Dakota and staying in the home of Bro. and Sister Holman, one afternoon as I was praying the Lord gave me a message on the judgments of God, and what would happen, even in this world, if people reject the Word of God.
Large things are happening, and you didn't turn up. I've had Manville wiring all over town for you." "What are some of the large things?" asked Kent, lighting his first cigar since dinner. "Well, for one: do you know that your people are on the verge of the much-talked-of strike?" "Yes; I knew it this morning. That was what I wanted you to suppress in the evening edition."
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