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Updated: May 4, 2025
Would that my life could have gone for his! They take such a passing ailment as I have often before shaken off for more than it is worth, but I will write more from shipboard. Time presses at present. With my loving and dutiful greetings to my mother, and all love to my sister, 'Thine, 'E. WALWYN AND RIBAUMONT. Mr. Probyn told us more, and very sad it was, though still we had cause for joy.
And, Probyn, run round to the other class-rooms, and tell the masters, with my compliments, that I wish their classes also to go there at once, and arrange themselves in their proper places, as on Examination Days."
"Perhaps the Cartner people sent him without telling you," Jim suggested. "Cartner made you a square offer, and you can't grumble much because Probyn hired your men. Cartner is hard and I allow he'd like to break you, but I haven't known him play a crooked game." "Then I can't see a light at all." "It's puzzling," Martin agreed. Jim filled his pipe again and pondered.
"He'll probably shake them in a week," Jake replied. "Still fifty cents a day's some inducement, and all of you can chop." The packer laughed. "That's a sure thing! We reckoned we were fixed well and had better stop with a boss we knew. Besides, now we've a dame for commissary, the hash is pretty good." Jake went back to the hotel, disturbed about Probyn, but satisfied with his men.
But for all that Nobby wud have no thruck wid her, for all she was a widder, well fixed wid a house av her own an' lashuns av money. Whin they was both out av hospital she was afther urn again, an' du fwhat he cud he cud not shake that wumman. "Th' ind av ut was, Nobby reports sick, an' th' reg'minthal docthor, ould 'Knockemorf' Probyn, gives um th' wance over.
Though this was no cavalry country, as may readily be judged, several troops of the Guides' cavalry, together with the 11th Bengal Cavalry, did useful service on more than one occasion, under the gallant leadership of Colonel Dighton Probyn, one of the brilliant band of cavalry soldiers who had earned undying fame in the great Mutiny.
At last the natives became silent and parted to the right and left as Tahori, the head man, his fat body shining with coconut oil, and carrying an ebony-wood club in his hand, stood in front of the white man and eyed him up and down. The scrutiny seemed satisfactory. "Sam," replied Probyn.
It was in the last word I had from her received since her death set to the song of some poet, I don't know who. You ought to know, Mr. Sheldon." "May Probyn," the librarian identified. "Too few people know her. A wonderful poem!" Silence fell again, folding us and our thoughts in its kindly refuge. Rising, I crossed to the window and drew the curtain aside.
Then Jim thought about Carrie, and felt half ashamed of his caution. She was a partner and although she did not know the difficulties she would not hesitate. He did not know if he was weak or not, but he did not want her to think he had no pluck. While he mused, Carrie came in, looking pale and tired, but she stopped and gave Probyn a direct glance. "Who is this?" she asked.
Probyn counted out into it two hundred sticks of tobacco. "See, Tahori. I am a just man to thee because thou art a just man to me. Here is the price of him that thou gavest to me." Tahori rose and beckoned to the people to return. "Look at this man. He is a truly great man. His heart groweth from his loins upwards to his throat.
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