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He looked at the saddle, hesitated, looked again at Swan, who was watching him. "That blood most likely got there when Fred was packing a deer in from the hills. And marks on them old oxbow stirrups don't mean a damn thing but the need of a new pair, maybe." He forced a laugh and stepped outside the shed.
Gifted Hopkins pulled out his pocket-book, and, taking therefrom a cutting from a newspaper, which dropped helplessly open of itself, as if tired of the process, being very tender in the joints or creases, by reason of having been often folded and unfolded read aloud as follows: "The bard of Oxbow Pillage our valued correspondent who writes over the signature of G. H. is, in our opinion, more remarkable for his originality than for any other of his numerous gifts."
He accepted his own release, not that he would ever think she could be indifferent to his future fortunes. And within a very brief period of time after sending his answer to Susan Posey, whether he wished to see her in person, or whether he had some other motive, he had packed his trunk, and made his excuses for an absence of uncertain length at the studio, and was on his way to Oxbow Village.
It was built on the east bank of the river, a little above the curve which gave the name to Oxbow Village. It stood on an elevation, its west gable close to the river's edge, an old orchard and a small pond at the foot of the slope behind it, woods at the east, open to the south, with a great row of Lombardy poplars standing guard in front of the house. The Hon.
Gradually the accumulations of vegetable matter and the silt brought in by floods efface this moat or oxbow cut-off, as it is so commonly termed. As soon as the river breaks through the neck of a peninsula in the manner above described, the current of the stream becomes much swifter for many miles below and above the opening.
She had hardly slept that night, and was suffering from a bad headache, which last reason was her excuse for not seeing company. He called again, the following day, and learned that Miss Hazard had just left the city, and gone on a visit to Oxbow Village: What the nature of the telegram was which had produced such an effect on the feelings and plans of Mr.
Bradshaw no sooner heard that Myrtle had suddenly left the city for Oxbow Village, for what reason he puzzled himself to guess, than he determined to follow her at once, and take up the conversation he had begun at the party where it left off.
It was written in a delicate, though hardly formed female hand, and crossed like a checker-board, as is usual with these redundant manuscripts. The letter was as follows: OXBOW VILLAGE, June 13, 1859. MY DEAREST CLEMENT, You was so good to write me such a sweet little bit of a letter, only, dear, you never seem to be in quite so good spirits as you used to be.
She was by no means ignorant of her natural gifts, and she cultivated them with the ambition which would not let her rest. During her stay at the great school, she made but one visit to Oxbow Village. She did not try to startle the good people with her accomplishments, but they were surprised at the change which had taken place in her.
Your poems will inspire . . . our soldiers. . . . The Oxbow Invincibles will march to victory, singing your songs . . . . If you go . . . and if you.. . fall . . . O Gifted! . . . I . . . I . . . . yes, I shall die too!" His love was returned. He was blest! "Susan," he said, "my own Susan, I yield to your wishes at every sacrifice. Henceforth they will be my law.
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