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Ricker and Kitton and I received, standing before the white carnation pillow. And I, who had come to Friendship to get away from everywhere, found myself the one to whom they did honour, as they were to have honoured Emerel. When the hour for supper came, Mrs.
He told of the quarrel he had witnessed on the canal-boat, and she loved him for his simple-hearted humility; but she said there was nothing parallel in the cases, and she would not let him think so; that it was morbid, and showed he had been overworking. "And now," she went on, "you must write to Mr. Ricker at once and thank him, and tell him you can't do the letters for him. Will you?"
It was a belief of the ancients, that to insure happiness hereafter, the dead body of a human being must be covered with earth; otherwise the departed spirit would never enter the Elysian Fields, but wander restless on the nether banks of Styx, in full view of delights and joys which it could never expect to realize. Mr. Ricker, the mate, now took command of the brig.
Hubbard, about a personal misunderstanding between you and Mr. Ricker?" "I'm sure I don't know," said Bartley; "but I suppose that if you have heard anything you know." "I have heard," proceeded Witherby, a little dashed by Bartley's coolness, "that Mr.
"That I will!" cried Goose Loose. So they ran and they ran and they ran. Soon they met Gander Lander. "The sky is tumbling down, Gander Lander!" cried Goose Loose. "Who told you, Goose Loose?" "Oh, Drake Lake!" "Who told you, Drake Lake?" "Oh, Duck Luck!" "Who told you, Duck Luck?" "Oh, Cock Lock!" "Who told you, Cock Lock?" "Oh, Hen Ren!" "Who told you, Hen Ren?" "Oh, Chicker Ricker!"
"Why, you don't advise " "Oh, I don't advise anything! But if he can let bygones be bygones, I guess you can afford to! I don't know just what he wants with you, but if he offers you anything like a basis, you'd better take it." Bartley's basis had come to be a sort of by-word between them; Ricker usually met him with some such demand as, "Well, what about the basis?" or, "How's your poor basis?"
Ricker and Kitton, luminously gratified to the point of triumph; and Mis' Sykes's brisk and cordial "No reason why we shouldn't go to two receptions in an evening, like they do in the City, Mis' Ricker, is they?" And the aplomb of the hostess's self-respecting, corrective "An' Kitton. 'Count of Al bein' so thoughtful in death."
"No," she said at length, "I don't know a soul. I think the church'd give a good deal if a real poor family'd come here to do for. Since the Cadozas went, we ain't known which way to look for poor. Mis' Ricker gettin' her fortune so puts her beyond the wolf. An' Peleg Bemus, you can't get him to take anything. No, I don't know of anybody real decently poor." "An' nobody sick?"
It was here that Ricker employed his blue pencil the most freely, and struck out passages of almost diabolical persiflage, and touched the colors of the black pessimism with a few rays of hope. The final summing up, again, was adapted from a drama that had been rejected by several purveyors of the leg-burlesque as immoral.
Better give it to some of the other fellows." "It's more in my line than you suppose, Mr. Ricker," said the young fellow. "It's a subject I've looked up a great deal lately. I once thought" he looked down bashfully "of trying to write a play about a defaulter, and I got together a good many facts about defalcation.
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