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"I know enough of horses to do her no harm," answered the man, dismounting easily and gracefully; "and if I rode a bit quick, 't is because I've news that needs wings." "What's to do?" demanded the master, laying down the "Rivington's Royal Gazette" he had been reading. "As I was buying the nails," replied the servant, speaking with obvious excitement, "Mr.
De copper tipped us off dat you was wise to de bowery. Is dat right?" I could not help admiring Rivington's power of adapting himself to his surroundings. "Donahue was right," said the young man, frankly; "I was brought up on the Bowery. I have been news-boy, teamster, pugilist, member of an organized band of 'toughs, bartender, and a 'sport' in various meanings of the word.
He spoke very kindly, with a gentleness that was infinitely reassuring. With an impulsive movement of complete confidence, she slipped her hand through his arm. "Thank you, Knight Errant," she said. "I wanted that." She did not ask him anything about Dinghra, and he wondered a little at her forbearance. The days of Rivington's sojourn slipped by with exceeding smoothness.
It's worse even than our old Harvard quarters, and those were puritanical enough." "There is a method in its plainness. If you want style, go into Ogden's and Rivington's rooms." "Why do you have the plain office, Mr. Stirling?" "I have a lot of plain people to deal with, and so I try to keep my room simple, to put them at their ease.
And then quite suddenly he turned savage, and and threatened me." She glanced nervously into Rivington's face, but it told her nothing. He looked merely thoughtful. She went on more quietly. "That drove me desperate, and I exclaimed, hardly thinking, 'I wouldn't marry you if you were the only man in the world which you are not! 'Oh! he said at once.
"And I think at the end of my treatment that you will stand a considerably better chance of winning her favour than you do at present," he added, faintly smiling. An awful silence followed his words. Dinghra stood as though transfixed for the space of twenty seconds. Then, without word or warning of any sort, with a single spring inexpressibly bestial, he leapt at Rivington's throat.
Rivington's Gazette of Jan. 15th, 1779, contains this notice: "Privateers arriving in New York Harbor are to put their prisoners on board the Good Hope or Prince of Wales prison ships. "James Dick." If the Jersey were in use at that time it must have been too crowded for further occupancy.
He printed Freneau's satires against Great Britain as a Whig, and then as a Tory fell under the power of Freneau's pen, for Freneau hated inconstancy quite as much as he did Tory principles. Then there was close at hand the home of Rivington's New York Gazetteer.
But before she could say anything, Mary, with a great show of surprise, exclaimed, "Why, I must have made a mistake. This isn't Mrs. Rivington's apartment. How stupid of me." They looked at each other a moment. Then each laughed nervously, as together they started to go out of the door. It was locked! Quickly they ran to another door. It was locked, also. Then they went to the windows.
Albany, which had served as the temporary capital of the State, was full of lawyers, law-students, retired soldiers, merchants, and mechanics, who were prepared to remove to New York as soon as Rivington's Gazette should inform them that the British had really left, and General Washington taken possession.
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