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Updated: June 13, 2025


I made up my mind that in order to keep myself in trim for the future it was well to keep in touch with the voters; and I determined to run for the State Senate, though the four counties composing the Senatorial district were all Democratic and all in the Congressional district in which Swett was the defeated candidate, yet I desired to run for the Senate, in order to keep Conkling from getting such a hold on the district as to strengthen him for the contest two years afterwards.

As she arose to her feet she found herself hemmed in by a jeering crowd. "Ho! it's Pinky Swett!" cried a girl, pressing toward her. "Hi, Pinky! what's the matter? What's up?" "Norah pitched her out! I saw it!" screamed a boy, one of the young thieves that harbored in the quarter. "It's a lie!" Pinky answered back as she confronted the crowd.

As soon as she was satisfied that Edith would not be there, she threw down the garment on which she had been pretending to sew, and almost ran from the room. "Who is that girl?" asked the lady who was teaching the class, looking in some surprise after the hurrying figure. "It's Pinky Swett," answered the child from Grubb's court. "She wanted to see our teacher."

If you wish to follow up the matter wish to get possession of your daughter's child you have the opportunity; if not, our interview ends, of course;" and she made a feint, as if going to rise. "Is it the child a woman named Pinky Swett stole away from Briar street on Christmas day?" asked Mr. Dinneford, speaking from a thought that flashed into his mind, and so without premeditation.

As soon as the embargo was removed, Captain Johnston, accompanied by Swett, started for Philadelphia, to bring the ship round to New York. From that place he intended to sail for Liverpool, where Jack Pugh and myself were to join him, sailing in a ship called the Columbia.

"Edith knows that this woman has the baby," said Mrs. Dinneford. "What!" and Mrs. Hoyt started to her feet. "The mayor has been seen, and the police are after her." "How do you know?" "Enough that I know. And now, Mrs. Hoyt, this thing must come to an end, and there is not an instant to be lost. Has Pinky Swett, as she is called, been told where the baby came from?" "Not by me." "By anybody?"

It fluttered in wild terror, like a tiny bird in the talons of a hawk, when Pinky Swett swooped down and struck her foul talons into the frightened child and bore him off. "If you scream, I'll choke you to death!" she said, stooping to his ear, as she hurried him from the mission-house.

As I have stated elsewhere, I had, while Speaker, so framed the district that I thought it would surely be a Republican one; but very much to my surprise, it went Democratic when Mr. Swett was a candidate. For a number of reasons I was more than anxious to carry the district.

Hay, who had been left in charge of the executive office in his absence: "Cook wants to know, confidentially, whether Swett is all right; whether in urging Holt for Vice-President he reflects the President's wishes; whether the President has any preference, either personal or on the score of policy; or whether he wishes not even to interfere by a confidential intimation.... Please get this information for me, if possible."

Apparently he was studying the fine autographed photo of Patti there displayed; but when we sidled near we saw that his eyes were closed; this admirable person, who seemed to be what is known as a "busy executive," and whose desk undoubtedly carries a plate-glass sheet with the orisons of Swett Marden under it, was in a blissful doze.

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