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It struck me as feeble to say nothing more; so I added "My Mr. Porterfield was called David." "Well, so is ours." "Ours" affected me as clever. "I suppose I shall see him again if he's to meet you at Liverpool," I continued. "Well, it will be bad if he doesn't." It was too soon for me to have the idea that it would be bad if he did: that only came later.
Vait, and I git back on de platform. Here, you olt frent of mine, Dan Porterfield, here is a new butcher-knife sharpener for you, to sharpen your knives on ven you cuts dem bifsteaks. And, Heffern, come close; here is a silver-plated skimmer for dot cream you make, and a pig fan for your daughter.
It had been expected that the two columns would enclose the enemy's camp and capture the whole; but, though in disorderly rout, Porterfield succeeded, by personal coolness and courage, in getting them off with but few casualties and the loss of a few arms. The camp equipage and supplies were, of course, captured.
Gotch interposed. 'She said ? I repeated, bewildered. 'Well, he did say so, that he would think it his duty to inform Mr. Porterfield, when he comes on to meet her if they keep it up in the same way, said Mrs. Peck. 'Oh, they'll keep it up, don't you fear! one of the gentlemen exclaimed. 'Dear madam, the captain is laughing at you. 'No, he ain't he's right down scandalised.
That it shall be the duty of the day police of each ward to arrest and bring before the mayor all persons found violating any section of the above ordinance. That all ordinances or parts of ordinances conflicting with this ordinance be, and the same are hereby, repealed. Mr. Porterfield introduced the following ordinance, which was read; and on motion of Mr.
Porterfield would be told. 'He has just been waiting for this for years, said Mrs. Peck. 'Do you happen to know him? I inquired. Mrs. Peck hesitated a moment. 'No, but I know a lady who does. Are you going up? I had risen from my place I had not ordered supper. 'I'm going to take a turn before going to bed. 'Well then, you'll see! Outside the saloon I hesitated, for Mrs.
I accosted her, having had no conversation with her amid the crowd of leave-takers and the muddle of farewells before we put off; we talked a little about the boat, our fellow-passengers and our prospects, and then I said: "I think you mentioned last night a name I know that of Mr. Porterfield." "Oh no I didn't!" she answered very straight while she smiled at me through her closely-drawn veil.
Porterfield to meet us a courtly gentleman of the old Southern school who, apparently, had never heard of the Civil War, and who, if he noticed the blue uniform at all, did not take the slightest interest in what it represented. His composure was really disappointing!
Gates at length emerged from the inhospitable region of pine-barrens, sand hills, and swamps, and, after having effected a junction with General Caswell, at the head of the militia of North Carolina, and a small body of troops under Lieutenant-Colonel Porterfield, he arrived at Clermont, or Rugely's Mills, on the 13th of August , and next day was joined by the militia of Virginia, amounting to 700 men, under General Stevens.
At last, unexpectedly, she appeared to give me my chance. Irrelevantly, abruptly she broke out: "Didn't you tell me you knew Mr. Porterfield?" "Dear me, yes I used to see him. I've often wanted to speak to you of him." She turned her face on me and in the deepened evening I imagined her more pale. "What good would that do?" "Why it would be a pleasure," I replied rather foolishly.
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