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Updated: June 13, 2025
But Miss Trigg's pleasures were between bookcovers; Nancy Nelson was too healthy a girl not to desire something of a more exciting nature than Roman history or higher mathematics on a long, hot summer afternoon. That was why she stole away from the deeply absorbed Miss Trigg on one such occasion late in August, when they had ridden out to Granville Park to spend an hour or two in the open.
"I know when my green parrakeets died on the voyage home from Australia, I was so sorry that I actually went to bed. But I'll tell you what we shall do: Herbert and Charlie and I will catch another starling, and then you can tame him, and keep him out of Tom's reach for the future. Mrs. Trigg says there are lots to be had in the steeple of the old church."
One of the old chiefs immediately adopted him into the tribe as his son. He adds that Todd and Trigg had capacity but no experience, and Boon experience but no capacity, while Logan was "a dull and narrow body," and Clark "a sot, if nothing worse." The best and bravest blood in the land had been shed like water.
"The greatest king-maker the world ever saw the man who turned all Europe topsy-turvy was known only by one initial and that your own, Nancy. Here! I will make you a more striking monogram than any of the other girls possess," and quickly, with a few skilful strokes of her pencil, Miss Trigg drew a single "N" surrounded by a neat, though inverted, laurel wreath.
"And if it's of metal, it will weigh a ton! How are we going to get it up here?" said another. But here Mr. Trigg was on sure ground. "I've ordered it cast holler, and, if necessary, in two sections," he returned triumphantly. "A child could tote it round and set it up."
"The really great people of this world the worth-while people have almost all been known by one name. There were many Cæsars, but only one Cæsar, who crossed the Rubicon, and in his 'Commentaries' said: 'All Gaul is divided into three parts. One never hears what Cleopatra's other name was," pursued Miss Trigg, with her queer smile.
Immediately on the departure of these two scouts, the troops were drawn up in a long line, ready for action at a moment's notice. Colonel Trigg commanded the Harrodsburgh forces on the right; Colonel Boone the Boonesborough soldiers on the left; and Colonel Todd, assisted by Majors McGary and McBride, the Lexington militia in the center.
"I hope so," observed the principal, grimly, and nodded as though she thought this terminated the interview. "But, Miss Prentice! Is is that all he says?" queried Nancy, anxiously. "That you will remain here if I agree, which I shall; Miss Trigg will look after you until fall, when you will receive your transportation to Clintondale and will go there, prepared to continue your studies."
The latter had nobody to "write home to," either good or bad about the school so the principal did not have to worry about her. And it didn't matter whether Nancy's reports showed "improvement" or not there was nobody to read them. Miss Trigg was also a lonely person; perhaps that was why she showed some appreciation for "Miss Nobody from Nowhere."
It was after twelve bright moonlight, so that we could see everything as plain as day, and we were dead sober. Just as we passed under the sycamores Trigg grabs my arm, and says, 'Hi! I looked up, and there, not ten yards away, standing dead in the moonlight, was that dummy!
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