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His estate was in Hertfordshire, that county of gentle hills and tangled lanes, of ancient oaks and wide wild heaths, of historic houses, and dark woods, and green fields innumerable a Wordsworthian shire, steeped in the deepest peace of England. As Orth drove towards his own gates he had the typical English sunset to gaze upon, a red streak with a church spire against it. His woods were silent.
In her last extant letter, addressed to the leader of the corps de ballet at the Ring Theatre in Vienna, Madame Milli Orth herself hinted at a No-Man's Land, which they were seeking as the home of their future happiness. They have found it now, having trodden the golden path of rays.
Judge Orth has been dead for many years, but I have always remembered with great pleasure our friendship when we served as colleagues in the House, nearly half a century ago. Oakes Ames of Boston was a prominent member of the House.
He had loved and brooded over them long ere he had thought to tuck them into his pen, and on its first stroke they danced out alive. The old mansion echoed with their laughter, with their delightful and original pranks. Mr. Orth knew nothing of children, therefore all the pranks he invented were as original as his faculty.
"The closest," interrupted Lady Mildred. "She was herself!" Orth stared at her. Again he had a confused sense of disintegration. Lady Mildred, gratified by the success of her bolt, proceeded less dramatically: "Wally was up here just after I read your book, and I discovered he had given you the wrong history of the picture. Not that he knew it.
She couldn't have better care if she was a queen's child." Orth, who had gratefully consumed the bread and milk, rose. "Is that really all you can tell me?" he asked. "That's all," replied the daughter of the house. "And you couldn't pry open father's mouth." Orth shook hands cordially with all of them, for he could be charming when he chose.
"Faix, the accounts that's abroad, sir, about the gintleman from Dublin, that's so full of larnin', your reverance, and so rich, they say." "Then it was the mere accounts that wrought this change in you?" "Dhamnu orth a Rosha, go dhe shin dher thu?" said the husband in Irish; for he felt that the wife was more explicit than was necessary.
After some study in Boston under Stephen A. Emery, John Orth, and G.W. Chadwick, Parker went to Munich at the age of eighteen, where he came under the special favor of Rheinberger, and where various compositions were performed by the Royal Music School orchestra. After three years of Europe, he returned to America and assumed the direction of the music at St. Paul's school.
But is there such a thing, sir?" "Not a penny, and so you may tell your friends." "Well, but, sir, grantin' that, still you'll acknowledge that I'm long-headed." "No, only long-winded." "Not long-headed, then?" "No, certainly not." "Damnu orth a veehone bradagh! come Rosha. Not long-headed! troth it's a poor religion to depind on an' I'll make a show of it yet, if I'm spared. Come, woman alive."
The Lady Mildred received with sweetness and warmth the generous contributor to the family sieve, and listened with fluttering interest to all he had not told the world she had read the book and to the strange, Americanized sequel. "I am all at sea," concluded Orth. "What had my little girl to do with the tragedy? What relation was she to the lady who drove the young man to destruction ?"
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