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I meane to take one draught of dying comfort. Cat. I hope you'le not deny my company To waite on you to Sherris? Jo. No, you shall goe to see your frend there totter. Pike. I have a suite, my Lord; to see an Englishman, A merchant, prisoner here, before I goe. Fer. Call him; that done, you know your charge. Ten. And shall performe it. Fer., John, Catalina. Enter Jaylor & Woodrow. Pike. Oh, Mr.
They had a daughter born this Phyllis and when the child was three years old her father, in a fit of drunken rage, ran away, and to spite his wife took the little girl with him. All efforts to trace them failed, and the mother finally secured a divorce and, two years later, married Willis Waite. Waite, of course, knew these facts, but probably they were never told to the children.
As President Arthur read his message his voice trembled, but his manner was impressive, and the eyes of many present were moistened with tears. The first one to congratulate him when he had concluded was Chief Justice Waite, and the next was Secretary Blaine.
Sidney Cone, vice-presidents; Miss Julia Rogers and Mrs. Robert Moss, corresponding and recording secretaries; Mrs. Frank Ramey, treasurer; Mrs. George Crawford and Mrs. William Silver, auditors. The officers of the Equal Suffrage League of Baltimore were Miss Caroline Roberts, president; Miss Clara T. Waite, vice-president; Mrs.
"None can be more anxious to reach those fellows than I am," he declared, "but I know that country out south, and we'll never get through to the Salt Fork without fresh horses. Besides, as the doctor says, we've got to take care of Waite. If we find things as I expect we'll ride for Carson City, and re-outfit there.
"It's all up with Henderson!" he cried, as Catherine approached. "He's got the malery, an' he says he's dyin'." "That's no sign he's dying, because he says so," retorted Catherine. "He wants to see yeh," panted Waite, mopping his big ugly head. "I think he's got somethin' particular to say." "How long has he been down?" "Three days; an' yeh wouldn't know 'im."
The sheriff was bending instantly above the corpse, searching for the truth. "You know the fellow?" "Yes, his name was Scott." "Well, he's been dead some hours, at least six I should say; shot just above the eye, and good Heavens! look here, Keith, at the size of this bullet wound; that's no man's gun in this country no more than a '32' I'd say." "Miss Waite had a small revolver.
Waite softly kissed each of them, so Kitty, who was half waking, told her mother afterwards, and then, bethinking him that Catherine might not be able to return in time for their breakfast, found the milk and bread, and set it for them on the table. Catherine had been writing, and her unfinished letter lay open beside the ink. He took up the pen and wrote, "The childdren was all asleep at twelv.
Shorty made a violent effort, and summoned enough strength to reach over and touch the Englishman's foot. "The tall feller's alive, too," said Wat. "We must take 'em along with us," said Abel Waite excitedly. "Yes, but 'ow?" growled the Englishman. "Don't speak so loud, you young brat. Do you want to hopen hup that 'ell's kitchen hagin?"
The roses lasted more than a week; then Miss Waite helped Cicely to gather up the petals as they fell, and together they packed them away in a little rose-jar, according to an old recipe that Miss Waite read out of her grandmother's time-yellowed note-book. Then Cicely brought Miss Balfour's note. "I want to preserve this, too," she said, dropping it in among the dried rose-leaves.
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