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"One might be willing to be called a genius, for such words, and from such a young lady," ventured Ranney. "I am not sure but that I would even venture upon poetry, under such inspiration," said Henry. To the youth these remarks sounded like sarcasm, and he felt too poor even to retort.
He and Ranney are the two young men of the democracy; but there is enough of Ranney to make two of him. He is a fine advocate." "Look at that tall, rather over-dressed, youngish man." "The one with weak, washed-out gray eyes?" "Yes." "Does he know anything?" "Not a devilish thing.
He also saw much of Ida, whom he could not help liking, and something of Miss Giddings, whom he admired. On the morning after Wade's return from the Geauga Court, upon entering the office, where Bart found him and Ranney and Case, and one or two others, there was the sudden hush that advises a new arrival that he has been a subject of remark. "Good morning, Mr. Wade." "Good morning, Ridgeley."
One morning I found the stable door open and the horse gone. I followed him, but I never recovered him." "Who stole him?" "A man named Dick Ranney, who has since become a noted highwayman." This was astonishing news to Walter. "Do you know where Dick Ranney is now?" he asked. "I heard that he had been captured."
"But you see, mother, it was a church penny," Belle explained, as if she were mentioning some rare and peculiar coin. "Arthur brought the collection home because Uncle Ranney wasn't there, and when he untied his handkerchief on the porch a penny dropped out and rolled into the grass." "Who is going to Miss Betty's?" Jack asked, as his mother left the room.
The people having determined that a convention be held to form a new constitution, Judge Ranney was chosen to represent the counties of Trumbull and Geauga. The convention was held in 1850. It was composed of the first men of the State; both parties seem to have vied with each other in sending their ablest representatives.
Ranney had a capacity to enjoy a medley, and both of the young men abandoned themselves to uncontrollable laughter; and even the good mother, who tried in vain to stop her reckless son, surprised herself with tears streaming down her cheeks. Bart, for the most part, remained grave, and occasionally Edward helped him out with a suggestion, or contributed a dry and pungent word of his own.
He had not felt afraid to encounter a boy of eighteen, but here was a resolute man, who had the advantage of being armed, and well armed. Dick Ranney surveyed him for a minute in silence, but was very busily thinking what were his chances of escape. "Well," said Manning, "we meet again!" "Again?" repeated Ranney, in a questioning tone. "Yes.
He tried to speak, but could only sob. Finally he cried out with a choking sob, "Sister!" The minister's hand went out to his shoulder, mine also, and we tried to comfort him; I never saw a man in such agony. After a little he told this story: "Mr. Ranney, I am sure God sent you here to-night. I had a lovely sister; she may be living yet; I don't know.
As I was passing out of the meeting he greeted me he was the sexton with a handshake and a 'Good-night, old pal; come again! There is something in a handshake, and as we shook I felt I had made another friend. I'll never forget that night. We became fast friends. There is no one that knows Ranney better than Sullivan.
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