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Fields of peas were raised to feed the hogs. Sheep also were raised for their wool; their meat afforded an acceptable variety in farmer's fare and their hides had many uses. David Irish, Daniel and David Merritt, Jonathan A. Taber and George P. Taber were farmers whose product of wool was notably fine and abundant. Jonathan Akin Taber "kept about eleven hundred sheep, some merino and some saxony."

The latter stood motionless, the gun hanging useless at his side. "Drop! Drop!" Taber yelled. He cursed as he tried to angle in the narrow areaway in order to get a clear shot. The android advanced with his knife raised. In desperation, Taber fired at the lethal fist that held the weapon. And he was lucky.

My first thought was that Crane had sent him. It would have been logical Crane sending a man to try and find out where we'd taken the cadavers he obviously wants to get his hands on. "But I couldn't connect Crane with King. I couldn't figure how Crane could have known of King's existence." Taber paused to drink and grin his humorless grin. "So I made a daring leap.

Elevators don't quit running for no reason. Find a burnt-out fuse. Do something! And do it quick or I'll phone somebody who will!" "Well, I'll be blessed," Callahan said, completely crest-fallen. "It was the switch, Senator. The blessed switch was off." "Well, turn it on and get me up to ten." "Good afternoon, Senator." Crane whirled. "Brent Taber!"

" ... so, while severing Brent Taber from official activity would be rather difficult, Senator, I have, in the interests of efficiency, withdrawn most of his facilities." "A wise move, Porter. A very wise move." "By the way, Senator, that hydroelectric project on the Panamint River your Conservation people have in the works. I'm quite interested in it." "Is that so?" Crane asked guardedly. "Yes.

"Poor Taber has such an awful part in the play, and mine is even worse. It is short enough, yet I feel I can't cut too much of it.... The gem of the whole play is my hair! Not waved at all, and very filmy and pale. Henry, I admit, is splendid; but oh, it is all such rubbish!... If 'Manfred' and a few such plays are to succeed this, I simply must do something else." But I did not!

All I've been trying to do is put a little courage into you? Didn't Taber tell you a thing about the androids?" "He wasn't as brutal as I made it sound. In fact, he's a rather nice guy in a tough spot." "I'm sure of that, but we couldn't care less. What did he say about the androids?" A new, desperate wariness had been born in Frank Corson.

Miss Lowe set her down at the trail leading up to the old crumbling house, with these words: "If ever my uncle did a kind deed, for you, Miss Taber, do this for him now." Toting up the hill, Sally's thoughts wandered back to Theodore Starr and settled on a certain dark, cold night when he sat in her cabin piling the wood on her fire, while she lay shivering with chill upon her wretched bed.

He swears positively that he found in his possession papers which he lost at the time of the robbery; yet he neither produces the papers themselves, nor the persons who assisted in the search. In like manner, he represents his intercourse with Taber at Boston. Taber, he says, made certain confessions. They made a bargain for a disclosure or confession on one side, and a reward on the other.

Every item in these mercantile records is of interest and full of suggestion, from the names of the negro slaves, who had accounts on the books, to the products brought for sale by one customer after another, by which they liquidated their accounts; from the "quart of rum" bought by so many with every "trading," to the Greek Testament and Latin Grammar bought by solid Thomas Taber, who wrote his name in real estate by his thrift and force, if he did not write it in dead languages.

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