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The effigy of Gilbert Marshall, third son of the Protector, reposes near the western door-way, and hard by is the figure of a warrior in the act of prayer, supposed to be intended for Robert, Lord of Ros. Five or six other figures, some of remarkable beauty, and all in good preservation, two of heroic stature, are unidentified.
Thinks I, 'It's Asa Peters' daughter's young-one peddlin' clams. That's what come to my mind fust. That idee popped right into my head, it did." "Found plenty of room when it got there, I cal'late," snapped Dorinda. "Must have felt lonesome." "That's it! keep on pitchin' into me. I swan to man! sometimes I get so discouraged and wore out and reckless hello! here's Ros. You ask him now!
Captain Jedediah Dean, his hand on the knob of the door opening to the back yard, showed the least evidence of surprise. He did not start, nor did he speak, but looked at me with a countenance as grim and set and immovable as if it had been cast in a mould. Lute, characteristically enough, uttered the first word. "By time!" he gasped. "It's Ros himself! Ros Ros, you know what he says?"
There's other public-spirited folks in Denboro as well as you. I know who they be and I stand in with 'em pretty close, too. I'm goin' to help you all I can." "That's very kind of you, Alvin." "No, no. I'm glad to do it. Shan't charge you nothin', neither." "That's kinder still." "No, 'tain't. . . Hold on a minute, Ros. Don't go.
I have heard that the children of the Bluecoat School at Hertford were always taken to see the executions there; and as late as 1820 the dead bodies of the Cato Street conspirators were decapitated in front of Newgate, and the Westminster boys had a special holiday to enable them to see the sight, which was thus described by an eye-witness, the late Lord de Ros: "The executioner and his assistant cut down one of the corpses from the gallows, and placed it in the coffin, but with the head hanging over on the block.
"How strangely and unexpectedly things turn out," he said to Ridge as he turned from examining this telltale relic. "Our Government learned some time ago that the Manuel Ros was taking on board at Cadiz a cargo of improved mines, submarine torpedoes, and high explosives for use in Puerto-Rican harbors. It was positively stated that she would not attempt to run the Cuban blockade.
In this reign the castle was greatly strengthened. In the Wars of the Roses, Bamburgh was held for the queen by the Lancastrian nobles of the north country Percy and Ros with the Earl of Pembroke and Duke of Somerset; but was obliged on Christmas Eve, 1462, to capitulate to a superior force.
I presume likely you wouldn't take that, would you, Ros?" "Sim, I'll tell you, as I told Captain Jed, that land is not for sale." I tried to make that statement firm and sharp enough to penetrate even his wooden head; but he merely winked again. "All right," he whispered, hastily, "all right. I guess perhaps you're correct in hangin' on.
And the girl had not spoken in a patronizing way. She had declared that idle curiosity had no part in her wish. She seemed in earnest. What would Mother say when I told her? Lute was just coming through the gate as I approached it. He was in high good humor. "I'm goin' up street," he declared. "Anything you want me to fetch you from the store, Ros?" I looked at my watch.
"Hello, Ros!" said Kendrick, still grinning, but rather sheepishly. "How be you? Got quite a band aboard, ain't I." "Hello!" cried Hallet. "It's Ros himself! Ros, you're all RIGHT! Hi, boys! let's give three cheers for the feller that don't toady to nobody millionaires nor nobody else hooray for Ros Paine!"
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