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There's a local lawyer, a pillar of all the virtues, who has misappropriated his own daughter-in-law's marriage portion and fled the country with the principal boy in their last pantomime; there are a lot of smart young fellows who are making a sporting thousand every other day out of iron warrants; the district's looking up after thirty years' bad times; and this is the sort of thing it's talking about.
There remains only my nose and the eye of the constabeel. Sahib, shall I ask for my dismissal because my Sahib has beaten me?" And Faiz Ullah laid his long thin hand carefully on Scott's chest to be sure that the fever was all gone, ere he went out to open tinned soups and discourage such as laughed at his swelled nose. "The district's all right," Scott whispered. "It doesn't make any difference.
"Yes," he said, with a humorous grimace. "May I say that you also are a candidate?" Dorothy turned squarely in her saddle and looked me in the eyes. "At the district's service, Sir George," I said, lightly. "Ha! That is well done, Ormond!" he exclaimed.
The evening of that day found him upon the banks of the Kentucky, the wild and beautiful river from which the wilderness around derived its name; and the next morning, crossing it on a raft of logs speedily constructed by Nathan, he trod upon the soil of the north side, famous even then for its beauty and for the deeds of bloodshed almost daily enacted among its scattered settlements, and destined, unhappily, to be rendered still more famous for a tragedy which that very day witnessed, far off among the barren ridges of the Licking, where sixty of the district's best and bravest sons fell the victims less of Indian subtlety than of their own unparalleled rashness.
The whole district's so excited, sir, that it's twice Oi've had to pound the b'ys a bit in my saloon to keep the peace." "What do you want of me?" "Shure, every vote counts on a night like this. An' ye'd be afther helpin' us big, for the district likes yez." "But, Dennis, I can't vote without knowing something about the way things are. I shouldn't know whether I was voting rightly."
Agriculture by steam power; his own railway lines to bring in the produce, and so on. Yes, Klaus has ended up in a nice little place of his own. His district's bigger than the kingdom of Denmark." "Good heavens!" Langberg nearly fell off his chair. "And Ferdinand Holm; what about him?" "Oh, he's got bigger things on hand.
About the hour when Bernard Graves hobnobbed with Jasper Hinchey, the third factor in the Demijohn District's political muddle sat down to dinner in a neighboring city. "Chuck" O'Rourke was fond of his dinner. A childhood of squalid poverty had taught him the joy of a square meal.
"One district's enough, and Sviazhsky's obviously of the opposition," he said, words evidently intelligible to all except Levin. "Why, Kostya, you here too! I suppose you're converted, eh?" he added, turning to Levin and drawing his arm through his.
Most of them were old ladies from the district's less respectable quarter, knitting. The Vicar was trying to press comfort upon them, but without much success, for they were all quite content, discussing the deaths in their families. The noise of gunfire was coming nearer, shaking the ground like the uneven tread of a drunken giant.
"For the sake of having your own stubborn way like most of the others that are howling about 'The People' in this State just now you are ready to tip over this district's apple-cart, are you? Is that what you are trying to do? You take what I have given you, legislation and money that I've paid for labor in this section, and then propose to kick my pride in the tenderest place?
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