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Updated: June 1, 2025
One of the many hapless female captives in the Indian country becoming acquainted with the inquiries prosecuted by the Slocum family, presented herself to Mrs. Slocum, trusting that in her she might find her long lost mother. Mrs. Slocum was touched by her appearance, and fain would have claimed her.
When a man's pensioners throw him over, he must be pretty far gone!" "The undertow was too strong for them, sir, and they were swept away with the rest. And they all but promised to stay. They will be the very first to come back." "Of course we shall have to take the old fellows on again," said Mr. Slocum, relenting characteristically. "Never!" cried Richard. "I wish I had some of your grit."
"Sister! sister! sister!" interrupts Sister Slocum, grasping her hand, and looking inquiringly in the face of the recovering woman, "is it an affection of the heart?-where is the pain?-what has befallen you? We are all so sorry!" "It was there, there, there! But it is gone now."
He endorsed it, went off and returned in ten minutes with the money. She put the notes in a big envelope and the envelope in her pocket. That same pocket still contained the old tobacco box of Captain Slocum and the other odds and ends which she treasured more than gold.
It was therefore with a disgust entirely apart from the hatred of Slocum or regard for Richard that the old man exclaimed, "A Shackford a miserable marble-chipper!" "That is better than hanging around the village with my hands in my pockets. Isn't it?" "I don't know that anybody has demanded that you should hang around the village." "I ought to go away, you mean?
Slocum replied that he had not objected to the old rates, but the new, and that he accepted their offer conditionally. "You have overlooked one point, Mr. Stevens." "Which one, sir?" "The apprentices." "We thought you might not insist there, sir." "I insist on conducting my own business in my own way." The voice was the voice of Slocum, but the backbone was Richard's.
Sister Slocum, in her letters, held him before her in strong colors; spoke in such high praise of his talent, and gave so many guarantees as to what he would do if he only got among the heathen, that her sympathies were enlisted she resolved to lose no time in getting to New York, and, when there, put her shoulder right manfully to the wheel.
I will drop round to your mother's some evening I hope she's well, and tell you of my ups and downs. That will be pleasanter for all hands." "Oh, as you like." "Now for Mr. Slocum, though you have taken the wind out of me." The two separated, Durgin with a half smile on his lip, and Richard in a melancholy frame of mind.
"I have always been fond of Margaret, sir; but I was not aware of the strength of the attachment until the time of her illness, when I that is, we came near to losing her." "And you, Margaret?" As Mr. Slocum spoke he instinctively put one arm around Margaret, who had crept closely to his side. "I don't know when I began to love Richard," said Margaret simply. "You don't know!"
About thirty pieces of cannon were at once hastened to this point, and a destructive fire opened on the lines of General Slocum, which threw his troops into great confusion. So serious was this fire that General Slocum sent word to General Hooker that his front was being swept away by it, to which the sullen response was, "I cannot make soldiers or ammunition!"
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