morfordsburg

Updated: June 13, 2025

One of our lawyers looked over a record of your deed in the town hall of Mulford " here he bent forward and consulted a paper on his desk "No, that's not it, Morfordsburg, yes, that's it, Morfordsburg, looked up the deed, I say, Jack, and from what he says I don't believe your property is more than a quarter of a mile, as the crow flies, from where they want MacFarlane to begin cutting.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

That the basis of the copartnership and it was this that brought the curl to his lip was such that neither a quarter of a mile nor two miles would stand in the way of a connecting vein of ore on paper, was to be expected by any one at all familiar with his uncle's methods. "Thank you, Uncle Arthur," he answered simply, "but there's nothing decided yet about the Morfordsburg work.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

She had gone to the city, so the nurse said, with Mr. Minott by the early train and would not be back until the next day. Until their return Jack and Ruth found their hands tied. On the afternoon of the second day a boy called at the brick office where Jack was settling up the final accounts connected with the "fill" and the tunnel, preparatory to the move to Morfordsburg, and handed him a note.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

This ghost of damages having been laid it was buried the week after Jack had called on his uncle the Chief, the First Assistant, and Bangs, the head foreman, disappeared from Corklesville and reappeared at Morfordsburg.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

Were not Ruth and her father picnicking in a hired villa, with half their household goods in a box-car at Morfordsburg? and was not Jack still living in his two rooms at Mrs. Hicks's? The only change suggested by the lovers was in the date of the wedding, Miss Felicia having insisted that it should not take place until November, "FOUR WHOLE WEEKS AWAY." But the old lady would not budge.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

"Not to anybody's!" she replied, with an emphasis that left no doubt in his mind. Jack's heart gave a bound. "But you were going if we went to Morfordsburg," he persisted. He was determined to get at the bottom of all his misgivings. Perhaps, after all, Peter was right. Ruth caught her breath.

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero

"What sort of a town is Morfordsburg?" inquired Peter, ignoring Jack's question, his head still buried between his shoulders. "Oh, like all other country villages, away from railroad connection." "Any good houses, any to rent?" "Yes, I saw two." "And you want my advice, do you, Jack?" he burst out, rising erect in his seat. "Yes." "Well, I'd stick to MacFarlane and take Ruth with me."

Francis Hopkinson Smith - Peter: a novel of which he is not the hero