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I know how ridiculous these imaginings must seem to you, and I recall them only to show you how deeply our hearts were wrapped up in that boy. "When our little Myndert was five years old, my wife died." Here the old gentleman clutched the arms of the chair firmly with both hands.
"Heaven keep thee, Master Seadrift, and pleasant voyages, back and forth! As for the Viscount's responsibility the Queen may trust him with another Province, but Myndert Van Beverout would not give him credit for the tail of a marten; and so, again, Heaven preserve thee!"
"Which, it may be proper to hope, dearest uncle, was not the trial by battle?" "Peace and olive-branches, no! The Patroon of Kinderhook is the last man in the Americas, that is likely to suffer by the blows of Myndert Van Beverout.
As for 'nonymous letters, whether it's right or wrong to send them, people will differ. The coroner and the jury is competent to judge for themselves. Go ahead, Myndert." "As the first letter seemed to have no effect, I sent another, suggesting that Mr. Minford should inquire into Mr. Wilkeson's history in the little village of , Westchester County, where he was born, and lived many years.
Should this Captain Ludlow actually marry your niece, the family would altogether change its character I have the worst memory thy mother, Myndert, was a a " "The pious woman was a Van Busser." "The union of thy sister with the Huguenot then reduces the fair Alida to the quality of a half-blood. The Ludlow connexion would destroy the leaven of the race! I think the man is penniless!"
By the responsibility of the States General! but I should expect, in such a case, to return Sir Myndert, and then the Manhattanese might hear of a Lady Van Beverout, in which case, pretty Alida, thy assets would be sadly diminished! so go to thy bed, child, and dream of fine laces, and rich velvets, and duty to old uncles, and discretion, and all manner of agreeable things kiss me, jade, and to thy pillow."
In his eagerness Myndert read the oracle aloud, and then he sunk into his seat, affecting to laugh at the whole as a childish and vain conceit. "Proclamation, me, no proclamations! Is it a time of hostilities, or of public danger, that one should go shouting with his tidings through the streets? Measure for Measure, truly!
You know, as God knows, that I have been too indulgent with you." The son coolly twirled the ends of his mustache which protruded from each side of his mouth like the antennae of a catfish and gazed impudently in his father's face. Then he turned about, and bestowed another scornful, analyzing look on the tranquil Marcus. "That is a friend of mine, Myndert, and I have no secrets from him. Mr.
"Twould give grave offence to leave the lady, without knowing all she has to say. The answer now concerns you, worthy Alderman; and the rattan will do its turn, in your hand, as well as in that of another." "I despise a pitiful curiosity, and content myself with knowing what chance and good luck teach," returned Myndert.
"Here;" said Ludlow, pointing in a line that would have struck the water some two or three leagues in the offing. "First bring the chimney of yonder low building on the plain, in a range with the dead oak on the shore, and then raise your eyes slowly, till they strike a sail." "That ship is navigating the heavens!" exclaimed Myndert!
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