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Both commanders knew that they were to win or lose upon this hill, and they poured in fresh troops who swelled the area of conflict and deepened its intensity. Dick saw Warner by his side, but he did not know how he had come there, and just beyond him the thick and powerful figure of Sergeant Whitley showed through the hot haze of smoke. The back of Warner's hand had been grazed by a bullet.
From this fatal characteristic, threatening the enduring life of such works, most of Warner's writings of this sort were saved by the method of procedure he followed. He made it his main object not to give facts but impressions.
"Working People and their Employers," Washington Gladden. "Problem of the Unemployed," Hobson. "The Unemployed," Geoffrey Drage. "Korbey's Fortune," William T. Elsing in "Scribner's," Vol. XVI, pp. 590 sq. "Rich and Poor," p. 211. pp. 141 sq. "Charities Record," Baltimore, Vol. I, No. 6. "Rich and Poor," pp. 138 sq. pp. 242 sq. See Warner's "American Charities," pp. 177 sq.
She had much of the patient devotion of her mother, much of the quiet fortitude of her father's nature. If not comprehending to the full the loftiness of Warner's pursuits, she still anticipated from them an ultimate success which reconciled her to all temporary sacrifices.
It was generally assumed that such a road could not be made along any of the immigrant roads then in use, and Warner's orders were to look farther north up the Feather River, or some one of its tributaries. Warner was engaged in this survey during the summer and fall of 1849, and had explored, to the very end of Goose Lake, the source of Feather River.
"Your wife is ill?" said Sybil. "Very!" replied Warner's wife. "Our daughter has behaved infamously to us. She has quitted us without saying by your leave or with your leave. And her wages were almost the only thing left to us; for Philip is not like Walter Gerard you see: he cannot earn two pounds a-week, though why he cannot I never could understand." "Hush, hush, wife!" said Warner.
Only when you go to Lancaster and on a Sunday you wear your hat. You're dressed good enough; just get your sunbonnet, for it's sunny on the road." Phœbe took a small ruffled sunbonnet of blue checked gingham from a hook behind the kitchen door and pressed it lightly on her head. "Ach, bonnets are vonderful hot things!" she exclaimed. "A nice parasol like Mary Warner's got would be lots nicer.
I'm right in for this sort of work." Barry looked at him, trying to veil his contempt and disgust for the ruffian under the guise of indifference. "There'll be no need, I think, Captain Rawlings, for you to employ Mr. Warner's fifteen " "Sixteen there would be, mister, if you hadn't booted my best man and broke his ribs when he was sitting down peaceable and filling my pipe."
She was at Lady Bunbury's drum, whither I had gone in another fruitless chase after Mr. Marmaduke. Dr. Warner's verse was the laughter of the company. And, greatly to my annoyance, in the circumstances, I was made a hero of, and showered with three times as many invitations as I could accept. The whole story got abroad, even to the awakening of the duke in Covent Garden. And that clownish Mr.
"Why don't you have it here often, then," asked Annie, "if it's so much attached to the place?" "Well I didn't know as you wanted to have it round," replied Mrs. Bolton bluntly. Annie made a "Tchk!" of impatience with her obtuseness, and asked, "Where is Mr. Peck staying?" "Well, he's staying at Mis' Warner's till he can get settled." "Is it far from here?"
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