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A single glance sufficed to show conclusively that no eraser had ever passed over the surface, which had remained untouched. The true state of the case seemed to me almost beyond doubt. It frequently happened that the ink did not run freely from the pen, so that the words had sometimes to be written over again.
"Has he written any word?" "None that I know of." "Did you hear any of them say why he went to get her?" "Not particularly; but I guessed from what they said that he was afraid of having her at large." "Afraid? Why?" "Because she knew some secret of theirs." "Secret! What secret?" asked Brandon. "You know, Sir, I suppose," said Philips, meekly.
"I can best bring my words to a close," said the Senator, "by reading part of a letter written by one of your townsmen, a private in the ranks, yet expressive of feelings inseparable from our common human nature: "DEAR FATHER You know I ain't much given to fine feelings or fine words.
There he perused the following letter, written on the stationery of Beck, Blossom, Fredericks & Smith, Attorneys-at-law, New York City: MY DEAR NIECE: Pardon my delay in replying to your letter of recent date. I have been very busy in court and have not been in a position to devote even a little of my time to your inquiry.
Such is doubtless the effect of the abler articles written for periodicals, which are more condensed and full of matter in speedily available form, than the average book of the period.
But Grandma Adams had tenderly loved her brother, Silas' father, and at length by her advice a favourable reply was written.
'It isn't directed at all, said the White Rabbit; 'in fact, there's nothing written on the OUTSIDE. He unfolded the paper as he spoke, and added 'It isn't a letter, after all: it's a set of verses. 'Are they in the prisoner's handwriting? asked another of the jurymen. 'He must have imitated somebody else's hand, said the King.
By August, 1864, the signatures to the petitions had reached almost 400,000. Again and again Charles Sumner and Henry Wilson had written Miss Anthony that these petitions formed the bulwark of their demand for congressional action to abolish slavery.
Modern humanity is as yet only a shapeless grimacing caricature, and its life is like a play written by madmen and played by drunken actors; according to those profound words of the great poet, with which his mind is in some sort imbued; which he often repeats, and which he has transcribed at the head of one of his last records as an epigraph and a constant reminder.
The admonition, written by Paul Henkel and Carpenter, complains that the ministers were not able to do their mission-duty, partly because they were rich and unable to undergo the hardships connected with traveling, partly because the congregations supporting them refused to let them go.
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