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Updated: June 29, 2025
"I will finish my trial balance papers while I'm up at Greenwich. I'm only a stray few cents out." And then Ralph Somers told Clayton of the month's gratuity. "I guess I'll go in for a gay old Fourth!" cheerfully said Clayton, who picked up a telegram just brought in by a boy. His face softened strangely as he read words which waked all the happy memories of his lonely boyhood.
Somers having once formed the generous scheme of enriching Emilie by a marriage with her son, was actually disappointed to find that there was a probability that Mlle. de Coulanges should recover a fortune which would make her more than a suitable match for Mr. Somers.
Barbara fixed her eyes upon Miss Somers as she spoke; but she could not read her countenance as distinctly as she wished, because Miss Somers was at this moment letting down the veil of her hat. "Shall we walk out before tea?" said Miss Somers to her companions; "I have a pretty guinea-hen to show you."
Next morning early he rode down to the river. Somers and Shugrue had finished the boat and were waiting. Other men were there, curious and eager. Joel Creech, barefooted and ragged, with hollow eyes and strange actions, paced the sands. The boat was lying bottom up. Bostil examined the new planking and the seams. Then he straightened his form. "Turn her over," he ordered. "Shove her in.
She held a book in her hand, but evidently it did not much interest her, as her eyes wandered continually from its pages and rested, abstractedly, upon any object they happened to meet. She felt lonely, and wondered why Mr. Lansdowne did not, as usual at that hour, come to the parlor. She thought how vacant and sad her life would be, after he and Mr. Somers had departed from Miramichi.
"Good-bye!" "I shall have two of you, anyway," were Radberg's last words before the door of the outer room closed and Jack's footsteps sounded in the corridor. "Well, what do you think of that?" It was Eph Somers who put the question, and the time was some fifteen minutes later. Captain Jack had met his two comrades up on the main street of the village.
To the sentiment of patriotism, as developed in the soul of Tom Somers and many of his companions, he was an entire stranger. He was going to the war to participate in the adventures of the th regiment, rather than to fight for the flag which had been insulted and dishonored by treason.
"Perhaps you could tell me, sir," he said to me, "whether a gentleman called Mr. Somers is in this room. I am rather short-sighted and there are a great many people." "Yes," I answered, "he has just bought the wonderful orchid called 'Odontoglossum Pavo. That is what they are all talking about." "Oh, has he? Has he indeed? And pray what did he pay for the article?" "A huge sum," I answered.
Might not law and justice make a compromise? Let Owen be the baronet, and take a slice of four or five thousand, and add that to Hap House; and then if these things were well arranged, might not Mr. Somers still be agent to them both? Meditating all this in his newly tuned romantic frame of mind, Mr. Somers sat down and wrote a long letter to Mr.
Each mournful emptied shape stands ever after like the nest of some beautiful bird from which the inhabitant has departed and left it to fill with snow. I have been absolutely miserable when I have looked in a face for her I used to see there, and could see her there no more. 'You ought not to marry, repeated Somers. 'Perhaps I oughtn't to!
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