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Updated: May 11, 2025
"This cave might be a bear's den. I guess I will travel ahead and look for some other place where I can spend the night. But I don't like traveling in the dark." However, there was no help for it, so the old gentleman rabbit, after eating a lettuce sandwich, took up his satchel, grasped his crutch firmly, and started away.
"It is no use denying the fact; men are greater talkers than women," I remarked seriously. "Why so?" he asked, pausing with satchel suspended, awaiting my answer. "Why, no two women on the continent would get so absorbed in each other as to forget they had reached their journey's end, and had need to be in a hurry." "Probably not; their topics would be too trivial to claim so much attention."
They happened very suddenly, too: Clancy and Wynn sprang toward Katz at the same time Clancy for the satchel and Wynn for the revolver. The work of both was excellent, for each got what he went after. The approaching boat, by that time, was close alongside. In another moment, Hogan and Wynn would be supplied with reenforcements. "Give me that!" yelled Katz, jumping toward Clancy.
While you were all telling stories I was benshing quietly to myself." "Is Saul also among the prophets, is Levi also among the story-tellers?" murmured Pinchas to himself. Aloud he said: "The child speaks truth; I saw his lips moving." Levi gave the poet a grateful look, snatched up his satchel and ran off to No. 1 Royal Street.
The satchel, umbrella and capbox, with a note from Mattie, had by this time arrived, and in her Sunday cap, with the purple bows, Aunt Betsy felt much better, and enjoyed the tempting little supper, served on silver and Sèvres china, the attendant waiting in the hall instead of in her room, where her presence might embarrass one unaccustomed to such usages.
He did this so slowly and imperceptibly that the operation occupied the best part of a quarter of an hour. At last the bag was safely pushed beneath the folds of his overcoat, which he had removed on sitting down, and now lay thrown carelessly over his knees. He bent over, noiselessly, his hand beneath the folds of the coat, and began to fumble with the catch of the satchel.
When he had recovered his breath, "Sit down and dry your skirts. I'll get supper." He put a coffee-pot on the front lid of the stove, emptied the bucket into it, and went out of the tent after more water. As his back disappeared, Frona dived for her satchel, and when he returned a moment later he found her with a dry skirt on and wringing the wet one out.
When the breakfast bell rang, I walked aft to the great cabin, with my satchel over my shoulder. The captain asked me how I had slept; so I said that I had slept like a top, until a few minutes before I was called. "That's the way with you young fellows," he said. "When you come to be my age you won't be able to do that."
Ormonde was most cordial in her approbation of everything suggested by her sister-in-law. The friendly conversation was interrupted by the entrance of Cecil with his satchel over his shoulder. He went straight to his young aunt and hugged her. "Well, Cis, I see you don't care for mother now," exclaimed Mrs. Ormonde, easily moved to jealousy, as she always was.
Gould personally appeared at Albany with a satchel containing $500,000 in greenbacks which were rapidly distributed. One Senator, as was disclosed by an investigating committee, accepted $75,000 from Vanderbilt and then $100,000 from Gould, kept both sums, and voted with the dominant Gould forces.
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