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Yet there was a spirit in the boy beyond his years. Riley was greatly attached to him; and it was reported, on good authority, that he was the fruit of one of Riley's love affairs with a beautiful and unfortunate girl.
"You did!" almost shrieked Sergeant Riley, bouncing out of his chair. "Where is he then?" "We don't know." "What do yez mean?" "He got away from us, and we lost him in the crowd." "Oh, my boy, my boy," wailed Riley, nearly in tears. "Why did yez ever let such a thing happen to you?
Now I did feel a strong desire to lay hands on this very Riley and pull out his snub nose for him; but I forbore to say so, and simply shook my head despondently. "I know, that, if you would come to our Dispensaries and join in our exercises, you would be sensible of a softening," he observed. "Yes, in the brain," thought I; but I still remained silent.
On it Riley now concentrated his attack, making the short ax whistle over his shoulders. The trunk of the shrub was divided into handy portions as if by magic. Still John Gaspar stood by, gaping, apparently finding nothing to do. And this with a camp barely started! It was easier to do oneself, however, than to give directions to such stupidity.
Twenty minutes later Trent came out, followed by his command, with whom marched the fuming Cantor, a prisoner. "Darrin, there must be a secret passage from the cellar," Trent told his subordinate, "but we have been unable to find it. We are bringing with us the body of the sniper that Riley shot on the roof."
He expected the arrival of Jerry Bent before nightfall, and with that arrival, perhaps, there would be a new sort of attack on him. Sally and Cold Feet were trying persuasion, but they might encourage Jerry Bent to attempt physical force. With all his heart Riley Sinclair hoped so. He had a peculiar desire to do something significant for the eyes of both Sally and Jig.
Vaguely he seemed to recall that there had been something about guns connected with the name of Riley Sinclair. Meager information on which to build, but, having seen this man, Bill Sandersen said the less and thought the more. In a couple of hours he went back through the night to the telegraph office and found that his Colma friend had been unbelievably prompt.
Up at the house, Riley appeared in the kitchen doorway and gave a long halloo while he wiped his big freckled hand on his flour-sack apron. "Hoo-ee! Come an' git it!" He waited a moment, until he saw riders dismounting and leading their horses into the little corral.
Cadwallader's brigade would go on when Riley faced to the left; and, as soon as he passed Riley, Cadwallader would also face to the left and come into action on Riley's right. Smith's own brigade would turn to the left before reaching the extremity of the second ridge.
In 1919 a similar bill was introduced by Assemblyman David Young of Morris county but the suffragists made so strong a demonstration against it that it was killed in committee. Mary D. Hussey, a founder of the State Woman Suffrage Association in 1890 and continuously an officer for the next twenty years. Afterwards Mr. Riley became president and Arthur B. Jones, secretary.
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