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Updated: May 9, 2025
But some time after this John Singleton had some of his property destroyed by water, as is often the case in the South at the time of May freshets, what is known in the North as high tides. One of these freshets swept away John Singleton's slave houses, his barns, with horses, mules and cows.
Karen Hansen, the maid, was on the floor, dead. The stewardess, in collapse from terror, was in her bunk, uninjured. I went to the after companionway and called up to the men to send the first mate down; but Burns came instead. "Singleton's sick," he explained. "He's up there in a corner, with Oleson and McNamara holding him." "Burns," I said cautiously "I've found another!"
Singleton's a syentiffick man, praps he'll give us a leadin' article in your nixt so no more at present from Yours to command, This contribution was accompanied with an outline illustration of Mivins eating sugar with a ladle in the pantry, and Davie Summers peeping in at the door both likenesses being excellent.
She removed the napkin, and displayed a tempting luncheon, served in pretty, gilt-banded white china. What a contrast it presented, to the steaming tin platter and dull tin quart cups carried daily to the adjoining cell? Beryl laid her hand on Mrs. Singleton's shoulder, and her mouth trembled.
I turned to meet the outstretched hand of my new friend, Gordon Orme. "Where did you learn the trick?" he asked. "The trick of being a gentleman," I answered him slowly, my face red with anger at Singleton's foolishness, "I never learned at all. But to toss a poor drunken fool like that over one's head any boy might learn at school."
Despite Tom Singleton's utmost efforts and skill the fell disease gained the mastery, and it soon became evident that this hearty and excellent man was to be taken away from them. During the last days of his illness Captain Ellice was his greatest comfort and his constant companion. It was on Christmas-day that West died.
One of the keys opened Singleton's door. That was on Saturday. Early Monday morning we sighted land. We picked up a pilot outside the Lewes breakwater a man of few words. I told him only the outlines of our story, and I believe he half discredited me at first. God knows, I was not a creditable object.
So was it with the actors in our story. Our hero's course was smooth. Having fallen in love with his friend Tom Singleton's profession, he studied medicine and surgery, became an M.D., and returned to practise in Grayton, which was a flourishing sea-port, and, during the course of Fred's career, extended considerably.
But Horry soon found this to be impossible, and he detached Major James, at the head of a select party, well mounted on the swiftest horses, with instructions to cross the mill-pond above, and take possession of Singleton's houses. These standing on a high hill, commanded a narrow defile on the road between the hill and the Wateree swamp.
Jones heard it, too, and called down to me, nervously, to see what was wrong. I called up to him, cautiously, to come dawn and take my place while I investigated. I thought it was Singleton. When Jones had taken up his position at the companionway, I went forward. The knocking continued, and I traced it to Singleton's cabin.
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