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He's staying with Missionary Williams at the Indian School, and you know about how much love is lost between Williams and Moyese." "But we can't possibly suppress this, Bat. It will be all over the country." "Better see whose ox is gored," advised Brydges. "But we've got to get this, Brydges! The stage driver's told one of my men, already!
Of course, they'll farm that land. One man couldn't clear that big timber for a homestead in a hundred years. Of course, they are not homesteading free timber for the big Smelter. Of course not! They didn't loot the redwoods of California that way two hundred thousand acres of 'em seventy-five millions of a steal. Hm!" muttered Wayland. "Calls himself Moyese Moses! Senator Smelter! Senator Thief!
"Then you are not working for democracy. It's just as Mrs. Williams says, all you foreign multimillionaires are subverting our Nation by working for old fashioned despotism in disguise; sacrificing the many to the few." "Oh, does Mrs. Williams say that?" asked Moyese reflectively, pushing back from the desk and clasping his hands round one knee.
I guess by the time they have red-taped and trapesed round and wrangled those two tangles of title out, the logs will be safe down the River; and I guess that will about see the finish of Wayland before the coal cases come up " "That's it, Brydges." Moyese had lowered his voice. "What about Wayland? Have you found out anything? Where the devil is he? He isn't on his patrol!
When his chief began in that dictatorial fashion, Bat let his facts go in a running fire: "Well, Flood saw him with his own eyes going up the Pass with that old Canadian duffer the morning, the morning," Bat paused, manifestly unable to specify which morning. "Yes, the morning after," added the soft, even voice of Moyese. "And the snow slide filled the Pass up to the neck, forty-eight hours later.
In a few days they arrived in New Orleans. There, under the kind care of Mr. Moyese, he began to exhibit great signs of intelligence. The atmosphere into which he was now thrown, the kindness of which he was hourly the recipient, called into vigour abilities that would have been stifled for ever beneath the blighting influences that surrounded him under his former master.
"I trust," he began, "that my man expressed to you my deep regret my deep distress over " "Don't . . . please, don't," interrupted Eleanor, with a passionate break in her voice. "I know you are honest, Senator Moyese, honest to what you believe is right; and I don't want you to feel that you have to lie because I am a woman." The Senator opened his mouth, took a breath, and shut it again.
He is very much attached to the old gentleman, and no doubt would remain with him as long as the old man lives. But I rather think the heirs would have to whistle for him after Moyese was put under ground. However," concluded Mr. Ketchum, "they won't have much opportunity to dispute the matter, as he will be a free man, no doubt, before he is forty-eight hours older." A day or two after this, Mr.
So he could afford to smile when his relatives talked about his mistaken generosity, and could take refuge in that fervent "God bless you!" Six years after this event Mr. Moyese died, leaving George a sufficient legacy to enable him to commence business on his own account.
That log won't stand the weight of two " There was the flash of a knife in her hand. Moyese had jumped from the stabbing onslaught when he lost his balance: the tree crunched, bent, doubled like a jack knife, and plunged in a swirl of smoke and dust to the bottom of the Gully. It had been burnt through to the green mossed outer bark.
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