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I employed part of my time in making some sketches of characteristic faces. Mr. Wolley, finding that I wished to procure good types of the Finns and Lapps, kindly assisted me his residence of three years in Muoniovara enabling him to know who were the most marked and peculiar personages.
At the end of the Gurkha line I was met by Colonel Wolley Dod, who took me round the fire trenches of the 86th Brigade. The Dublin Fusiliers looked particularly fit and jolly. Getting back to the head of the Gully I rode with Hunter-Weston to his Corps Headquarters where I had tea before sailing. When I got to Imbros the Fleet were firing at a Taube.
Dalwood was out," faltered Alice. And then, as the man turned to go down the stairs, like a flash it came to her who he was. "The man Russ had the trouble with that day Simp Wolley who tried to get his patent!" Alice almost spoke the words aloud. "The the leak is fixed," the man went on. "You you " stammered Alice. But the man did not stay to hear, but hurried downstairs.
But that, he believed, his nonsense suited their nonsense, for he had brought them all to church. And, in reward of his diligence, he had given him a bishopric in Ireland. Swift. Bishop Wolley, of Clonfert. Burnet. If the sectaries were humble and modest, and would tell what would satisfy them, there might be some colour for granting some concessions. Swift. I think so too. Burnet.
"But of course I thought the note was from you, and gave up the model." "Did Simp Wolley get it?" asked Alice, eagerly. "No, a uniformed messenger boy came for it," explained Russ. "That was it; wasn't it, Mr. Burton?" "Yes. And I had no suspicions.
Simp Wolley hasn't much principle, and I know a lot of fellows who have done business with him to their sorrow. But he'll have to work hard to fool me. So my apology is accepted; is it?" "Of course," laughed Ruth, blushing more than before. Another step was heard in the hall. "There's dad!" cried Alice. "Oh, where have you been?" she exclaimed, as she ran to her father's arms.
Wolley proposed to us another luxury, in the shape of a vapour-bath, as Herr Forström had one of those bathing-houses which are universal in Finland. It was a little wooden building without windows. A Finnish servant-girl who had been for some time engaged in getting it in readiness, opened the door for us. The interior was very hot and moist, like an Oriental bathing-hall.
Wolley, whose acquaintance with the language, and residence of three years in Lapland, have made him perfectly familiar with the race. As I have already remarked, they are a more picturesque people than the Swedes, with stronger lights and shades of character, more ardent temperaments, and a more deeply-rooted national feeling.
We stopped at a house which Mr. Wolley stated was the very building, but it proved to be a more recent structure on the site of the old inn. The people looked at us with curiosity on hearing we were Americans. They had heard the name of America, but did not seem to know exactly where it was. On leaving the house, we had to descend the steep bank of the river.
She chuckled very much over the drawing, saying that the dress was exactly right. In the afternoon we took another reindeer drive to Muonioniska, paying a visit to Pastor Fali, the clergyman whom we had met at Forström's. This time I succeeded very well, making the trip without a single overturn, though with several mishaps. Mr. Wolley lost the way, and we drove about at random for some time.
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