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Updated: June 9, 2025
Marion Dennis not long after Gracie's return. It read thus. Oh, Flossy Shipley Roberts! blessed little scheming saint that you are! What did you do? How did you do it! Ah! I know more about it than those sentences would indicate. The dear Lord did it, working through you, His servant.
Just where the money was to go, and just what was to be done with it when it arrived, what had been accomplished by missionary effort, what the Christian world was hoping for in that direction all these things Flossy Shipley knew no more about than her kitten did.
This family were First Church people, too, and capable of buying a seat very near the centre, in fact but a few removes from the Erskine pew, which was, of course, the wealthy one of the church. The Shipley pew was rarely honored by all the members of the family, and indeed the pastor had no special cause for alarm if several Sundays went by without an appearance from one of them.
Shipley felt the necessity? Not he! Had he not been willing more than that, anxious that his daughter's fortune should be linked with Col. Baker's? Did he not know what was Col. Baker's standing in the moral and Christian world? After all, is it any wonder, when there are such fathers that many daughters make shipwreck of their lives? As for Mr.
He looked at our big beds, shower bath, and other surroundings and said, "I have a d d notion to send them to the penitentiary;" but the jailer told him it was pulled down, so he had to give up his d d notion, and we were glad of it. I had been in jail for six months, when one day Governor Shipley visited us. He asked the jailer, "Which is Devol?"
It is really funny to see the way in which the people rush when the bell rings, rain or shine. Nel, only think of Flossy Shipley going in the rain to hear a man preach of the 'Influence of the Press, or something of that sort! It was good though, worth hearing. I went myself, because, of course, one must do something, and the frantic fashion of the place is to go to meeting.
Roberta swung a camp-chair from his arm, planted it firmly in the ground, and drew a Bible from his pocket. "Miss Mitchell," he said, "suppose you sit down here in this road, leading from Jerusalem to Bethany, and tell us what is going on just now in Bethany, while Miss Shipley and I supply you with chapter and verse." "I am not very familiar with the text-book," Eurie said.
Where caution or diplomacy are not required, his sterling honesty and dogged courage will always stand him and others in good stead; if his superiors can only tie up his tongue, I believe they will "make a man of him yet." As to Shipley, I found that it was not considered prudent for him to await my arrival there, as a search might be made over the Irishman's premises at any moment.
"She is studying arithmetic with me, you know, and writing and reading with the dining-room girls; and I am teaching her music, and Mr. Roberts proposes to have her join the history class as soon as she is sufficiently advanced in the more common studies." "But, Flossy Shipley, that is great nonsense! You know what I mean.
Leave it to ME." She stopped and resumed her former impassive manner. "I had something to say to you too, father. Mr. Shipley proposed to me the day we went to San Mateo." Her father's eyes lit with an eager sparkle. "Well," he said quickly. "I reminded him that I had known him only a few weeks, and that I wanted time to consider." "Consider!
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