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Mathieson gave no outward sign of the mixed feeling of pain and pleasure that shot through her heart. Pleasure at her child's thoughtful love, pain that she should have to show it in such a way. "When did you do it, Nettie?" "This morning before breakfast, mother. It's all ready, father, if you or Barry would take up my cot and the bed, and bring down the other bedstead. It's too heavy for me."
It was he who overtook the three young men, but they could not be induced to turn back till the boy Mathieson came up with them and declared the highwaymen to be a mob of boys. Hogan was equally positive about the firearms, and thought he heard the bullets whistling past his ears, but could not swear to it.
Mathieson, springing forward, caught the club from behind with a great cry to me; and I, wheeling instantly, had hold of the club also, and betwixt us we wrested it out of his hands. The poor creature, craven at heart however bloodthirsty, implored us not to kill him. I raised the club threateningly, and caused him to march in front of us till we reached the next village fence.
Barry never came up there, and there she could not even hear the voices of her father and Mr. Lumber. She had a tired time of it down stairs. That first afternoon was a good specimen of the way things went on. Nettie's mornings were always spent at school; Mrs. Mathieson would have that, as she said, whether she could get along without Nettie or no.
Nettie said no more, only ate her breakfast a little quicker after that. It was time, too; for the late hours of some of the family always made her in a hurry about getting to Sunday-school; and the minute Nettie had done, she got her bonnet, her Sunday bonnet the best she had to wear and set off. Mrs. Mathieson never let her wait for anything at home that morning. This was Nettie's happy time.
"Send to Jackson's for what you want!" he roared at her; "didn't I tell you so? and don't come bothering me with your noise." "When will you pay Jackson?" "I'll pay you first!" he said, with an oath, and very violently. It was a ruder word than he had ever said to her before, and Mrs. Mathieson was staggered for a moment by it; but there was another word she was determined to say.
During the day, on 3d February, a company of Miaki's men came to the Mission House, and forced Mrs. Mathieson to show them through the premises. Providentially, I had bolted myself that morning into a closet room, and was engrossed with writing. They went through every room in the house and did not see me, concluding I had gone inland.
Special studies: E. and A. G. Porritt, The Unreformed House of Commons, new ed., 2 vols. , a careful description of the undemocratic character of the parliamentary system; J. R. Fisher, The End of the Irish Parliament ; W. L. Mathieson, The Awakening of Scotland, 1747-1797 ; Correspondence of George III with Lord North, 1768-1783, ed. by W. B. Donne, 2 vols. , excellent for illustrating the king's system of personal government; Horace Walpole, Letters, ed. by Mrs.
Mathieson when he thought himself safe watched her. He did not look like the same man, so changed and sobered was the expression of his face. Mrs. Mathieson was devoured by fear, even in observing this; but Nettie was exceedingly happy.
After a few hours' sailing we were all safely landed on Tanna on the 5th November, 1858. Dr. Geddie went for a fortnight to Umairarekar, now known as Kwamera, on the south side of Tanna, to assist in the settlement of Mr. and Mrs. Mathieson, and to help in making their house habitable and comfortable. Mr. Copeland, Mrs.
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