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And it can do all at one time without ever letting go of you even if, as you say, it isn't actually touching you. You are always attached at some place. As the shadow of Rube Marquard, I touch him always, even while he is far away in repose. I can be his past, his future, or his mirror image. That is why I can remember experiences he hasn't even had yet.
Glittering at his side were raised the lances of Marquard of Bregenz, Hartman of Dillingen, Burchard of Nellemburg, Cuno and Lutold of Achalm, Werner of Hapsburg, Adalbert of Calm, Albert of Hers, and Sandrit of Stramen.
In 1906 he was playing for the Waterloo Club in the Iowa State League, and ..." "1906?" echoed Lisa. "But ... But ..." "What's wrong?" asked the ballplayer's shadow. "You have to be mistaken," said Elephant, recognizing the reason for his friend's perplexity. "It isn't 1906 yet. It's only 1902!" "I think he's from the future," said Lisa. "Rube Marquard is from a year that hasn't happened yet."
"Then we had better not take the time to hear it all now," said Hootsey. "We have a very important mission to fulfill." "Yes," agreed Lisa. "But perhaps Mr. Rube could help us. I think we should bring him along." "A grand idea!" exclaimed Ozma. "Mr. Marquard, would you be so kind as to join us on our mission? I would like to hear your story, and then will be happy to tell you ours."
With Henry were the bishops of Bâsle and Lausanne with their men-at-arms, the Count Palatine Herman with all Franconia, Marquard of Carinthia, and Lutold, his son. Many recreant Bavarians were around him, and even Suabia raised her arm against her noble duke, in the person of Werner, Archbishop of Strasburg.
The shadow of Rube Marquard stood still and listened with a puzzled expression on his face. Ozma looked at Glinda. "The Forest Monster really has repented," she said. "I saw the change with my own two eyes. He is willing to be restored to the size of a natural spider so that all the others can have what he took from them." "Then it shall be done," agreed Glinda, handing Ozma the magical tool.
He'd poke his head in: Mathewson, Marquard, check. And lock the door. Next room, check, lock the door. "As far as I was concerned, I never drank a drop even when I was in show business. In 1912 I made a movie with Alice Joyce and Maurice Costello, and then I was in vaudeville for three years, Blossom Seeley and I. That's when she was my wife. It didn't work out, though.
Ulrich, Abbot of Saint Gall, was ravaging Linzgau and Thurgovia, demolishing the castles of Otto, of Marchdorf, Marquard of Bregence, and Hartman of Kyburg, and forcing the friends of Rodolph to fly before him. These trivial advantages were amply compensated by the victory of Welf over Frederick of Hohenstaufen, at Hochstadt, and the occupation of Augsburg.
"Might I inquire as to your name?" questioned Tweaty, rather timidly. "Why yes," came the simple reply. "My name is Richard Marquard. Please, just call me Rube." "Sounds like a backwoodsy hillbilly name to me," said Elephant, intending his words to sound like friendly teasing. "Ha ha!" laughed Rube, equally friendly.
"'Never saw you before in my life, he said. "'Well, remember about three years ago you caught me sleeping back of that stove there? "'Oh, are you that kid from Cleveland that said he's a ballplayer? "'Yes! I told him. 'Remember me? My name is Marquard. Richard Marquard. "'Of course, he said, not really interested. 'What are you doing here? "'I am in the Big Leagues, I explained.
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