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Moseley to pack her small carpet-bag. Crying bitterly, the loving-hearted woman bade both children a tender good-by. If her mother really died, she would only remain for the funeral. At the farthest she would be back at the end of a week. In the meantime, Cecile was to take care of Moseley for her. By the twelve o'clock train she was off to Norforkshire.
I had money more than enough, and health and friends; but I wanted a boy. When you came I said to Sue: 'Let's keep him a while just to see how it would feel. It's been worth while, Sandy; you have done me credit. It almost seemed as if the Lord didn't mean me to be disappointed, after all. And to-day, when Mr. Moseley said you ought to have a year or two at the big university, I said: 'Why not?
Farrinder, or Miss Birdseye, or the shade of Eliza P. Moseley, or any other gifted and celebrated being on earth or in heaven." "Oh, I suppose you want to destroy us by neglect, by silence!" Verena exclaimed, with the same brightness. "No, I don't want to destroy you, any more than I want to save you. There has been far too much talk about you, and I want to leave you alone altogether.
Pitchcroft's house, and that he desired me to come thither to him." It was while at Moseley the King had a very narrow escape. A search-party arrived on the scene and demanded admittance.
We find, however, that in 1645 or 1646, when he had published no fewer than eleven pamphlets in all, and when moreover his English and Latin Poems had been issued by Moseley, he must have taken some pains to secure that copies of the entire set of his writings, as then extant, should be in the hands of eminent book-collectors and scholars. James's, London.
Is there a place called Devonshire there, ma'am? But we has to go to France away down to the south of France to the Pyrenees." "Law, child! Why, you don't never mean as you're going to cross the seas?" "Is that the way to France, Mammie Moseley? Oh! Do you really know the way?" "There's no other way that I ever hear tell on, Cecile. Oh, my dear, you must not do that!"
This was the little note, ill-spelt and ill-written, which greeted Moseley on his return home that evening: "Dear Mammie Moseley and Mr. Moseley: The little children you gave so many nights' lodgings to have gone away. We have gone south, but there is no use looking for us, for Cecile must do what she promised. Mammie Moseley, if Cecile can't do what she promised she will die.
"Ain't it the limit?" remarked the chief clerk to Bud Haines, correspondent of the New York Star. "The Senator wrote us that he was coming here because his old friend, the late Senator Moseley, said back in '75 that this was the best hotel in Washington and where all the prominent men ought to stay."
This worthy couple had a little grave to love and tend, a little grave which kept their two hearts very green, but they had no living child. Mrs. Moseley had, however, the largest of mother's hearts a heart so big that were it not for its capacity of acting mother to every desolate child in Mr. Danvers' parish, it must have starved.
To go and marry an old maid when he might have had his choice of half a dozen young ones! when, with his fortune and character, he might, as people say as they had said of that other good man, Mr. Moseley "have married any body!" They forgot that Mr.
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