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Did thim divils suppose I was goin' to stairt a Museim, that I'd be dalin' in such expinsive curiassities!" The banker's clerk said there was not a dry eye in the house. "There was a fellow traveling around in that country," said Mr. Nickerson, "with a moral-religious show a sort of scriptural panorama and he hired a wooden-headed old slab to play the piano for him.
He did not answer, but merely pointed to the gate. "Eh? What why why, Caleb, that's ain't that the Nickerson memorial gate? . . . It can't be! But but it IS! Why " Mr. Hammond was muttering to himself. "We took the wrong road at the crossin'," he said.
In San Francisco a new house, just started since the gold discoveries, has done a business with us almost as large. In Bombay Messrs. Nickerson, Bolton, & Co. are our correspondents; in Calcutta Messrs. Hostermann, Jennings, & Black; in Hong Kong Messrs. Naylor & Tibbetts; in Sydney Messrs. Sandford & Perley.
Accordingly Sharpe's brigade debarked at Alexandria on the 26th, and the Second brigade under Molineux on the 28th, but Nickerson stayed for a fortnight longer at Carrollton. Vincent, who with the 2d Louisiana cavalry had been watching and reporting Lee's movement and regularly falling back before his advance, joined Taylor at Carroll Jones's on the 19th.
'And what do they call him, please, when they want him to answer? That's what he asked, though, mind you, he'd said he knew who I was when he first saw me. "'It's Mr. Nickerson, says Barbara. 'He lives in that house there. The one this side of ours. "'Oh, a neighbor! That's different. Awfully sorry, I'm sure. Prince, come here. Er Nickerson, for the lady's sake we'll call it off.
"Oh, you won't go you won't go and leave me now, Jack not so soon not after to-night!" Already sobs were choking the words and her hands were clinging to his. With the supreme defiance of a man prepared to defend his dearest possession against the universe, Jack Nickerson circled her in his embrace and faced the throng. No longer was he the shrinking, timorous supplicant.
James Boss Tweed. They, the visitors, were the officers of the relief-ship on the lookout for castaways and survivors. But in the course of these preliminaries it became necessary to restrain Nickerson not yet wholly recovered from a recent incursion into the store of Corean champagne. "And she sunk-avitch in a hundred fathom o' water-owski." " All on board-erewski."
Not so thought Captain Nickerson and the brave men with him. The word was passed along "There is a snake on board, as long as the main-top bowline! Kill him, kill him!" The sailors seized handspikes, the cook flourished his tormentors, the mate wielded an axe, and the captain grasped a pistol! Thus equipped and armed, they rushed to the encounter.
Mid-June came; the stream of cars was almost a solid parade; the Portygee maid brought the news that there were summer boarders at the Nickerson farm-house; and the Applebys, when they were in Grimsby Center buying butter and bread, saw the rocking-chair brigade mobilizing on the long white porches of the Old Harbor Inn. And trade began! There was no rival tea-room within ten miles.
Get platonic, if you please. No jack-pots for mine. Go and hate your friend some more. For me the Nickerson girl on Avenue B, and gum, and a trolley ride. "Around that night comes John W. Croesus. 'What! tears? says he, arranging his pearl pin. 'You have driven my lover away, says little Alice, sobbing: 'I hate the sight of you. 'Marry me, then, says John W., lighting a Henry Clay.
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