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A little later the brigades of Gregg and Gibbs, falling to the rear slowly and steadily, took up in the woods a line which covered the Boydton Road some distance to the right of Capehart, the intervening gap to be filled with Pennington's brigade. By this time our horse-artillery, which for two days had been stuck in the mud, was all up, and every gun was posted in this line.

Had either of the conspirators known of Pennington's plans to entertain Mayor Poundstone at dinner on Thursday night, it is probable they would not have cheered until those flat-cars were out of the woods. Mayor Poundstone and his wife arrived at the Pennington home in Redwood Boulevard at six forty-five Thursday evening.

Colonel Pennington's imported British butler showed Bryce into the Pennington living room at six-thirty, announcing him with due ceremony.

Pennington's house, in order that it might be shewn to young West.

The surgeon busied himself with dissolving a drug in a small quantity of water. This he took up in a hypodermic needle and injected into the lower jaw. "The ache ought to stop in ten minutes, sir," continued the surgeon, turning to enter some memoranda in his record book. After that the surgeon called up the ship's commander over the 'phone, and made known Pennington's report. "Mr.

I had chanced to pull Pennington's horse out of a hole the day before, and so saved it a broken leg, but I saw now that I should have done better to refuse that invitation, courteously as it was given, and sincere as his gratitude had undoubtedly been.

They'll probably be dropping in on us about two a.m., if I know anything about Colonel Pennington's way of doing things." Having dispatched the Black Minorca to hold up the work until the arrival of reinforcements, Colonel Pennington fairly burned the streets en route to his home.

Holabird's white hand did not even want dusting; she just laid down the bright little chopper with which she was reducing her flour and butter to a golden powder, and took Madam Pennington's nicely gloved fingers into her own, without a breath of apology. Apology! It was very meek of her not to look at all set up.

Now I'm going to send a man over to snoop around Pennington's roundhouse and verify his report about the switch-engine being in the shop." He did so. Half an hour later the messenger returned with the information that not only was the switch-engine not in the shop but her fire-box had been overhauled the week before and was reported to be in excellent condition.

I did not lose it, but I slipped it into Walter Pennington's pocket. Oh, Cora! You know I I do like Walter, and I I thought if he saw that I wouldn't keep some one else's engagement ring that somehow he might send it back where it came from, and and " Her tears interrupted her. Cora did not understand. "You put it in Walter Penniniton's pocket?" she repeated slowly.

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