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The rebels of Northern Chihuahua were getting arms but how? The cow-puncher and the boys recalled now a visit made to Mr. Merrill's ranch some weeks before by a party of United States secret agents. The men were puzzled and angry over their failure to locate the "leak."
Says he to his wife: 'Fanny, I told you Jethro'd get even with you some time for that sarcer business." This story, strange as it may seem, had a great success at Mr. Merrill's table. Mr. Merrill and his daughter Susan shrieked with laughter when it was finished, while Mrs. Merrill and Jane enjoyed themselves quite as much in their quiet way.
On getting into my house again, I saw that the Neustadter house, at the corner of Sacramento and Van Ness, was half-consumed, but it had not set on fire the Spreckels residence, and as at this time Mr. Merrill's house, which had been dynamited the second time, was so demolished, I felt that I could consider that my house had passed the critical time, for I hoped that Mr.
The two lame men refused to do anything but march as best they could; but poor Martin Tighe, more disabled than they, was brought out and lifted into Henry Merrill's best wagon, where he sat up, straight and soldierly, with his boy for driver. There was a little flag in the whip-socket before him, which flapped gayly in the breeze.
And then he laughed. "Why shouldn't he go?" asked William Wetherell. Mr. Merrill's answer to this question was a wink, whereupon he, too, departed. And while Wetherell was pondering over the possible meaning of these words the Honorable Alva Hopkins entered, wreathed in smiles, and closed the door behind him. "It's all fixed," he said, taking a seat near Jethro in the window.
I'll do mine so and ask about my purple one. Mrs Brooke has helped me to get rid of my headaches, and Mary Clay's dyspepsia is all gone since she gave up coffee and hot bread. 'Mrs Laurence advised me to walk and run and use the gymnasium to cure my round shoulders and open my chest, and I'm a much better figure than I was. 'Did you know that Mr Laurence pays all Amelia Merrill's bills?
"Are you going back to the city soon?" "In the course of a week or two. Mr. Leavitt's son is in a store in Boston, is he not?" "Yes. I have taken his place in the shop." "By the way, I saw you in Merrill's this evening." "Yes; I was pricing an overcoat." "I bought this one in Boston just before I came away. I have a very good one left from last winter but it is too small for me.
"You were confidential secretary to John Minute for some time, Merrill, and in that capacity you made several discoveries. The most remarkable discovery was made when Sergeant Smith came to blackmail my father. Oh, don't pretend you didn't know that John Minute was my father!" he said in answer to the look of amazement on Frank Merrill's face.
Merrill's to inquire for the little girl, but came hurrying back with the tidings that Betty had not been seen since the end of the play. Mrs. Merrill now looked through every room, but Betty was not to be found. She inquired at the homes of her neighbors, but no one had seen the little girl. The April twilight deepened to dusk; the stars shone out and found Mrs.
It was Frank Merrill's theory that it was the exposed peak of a huge extinct volcano. In the center, filling the crater, was a little fresh-water lake. The island was heavily wooded; but in contour it presented only diminutive contrasts of hill and valley.
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