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Louis, where the long-drawn-out Marx and Haas strike involving the makers of men's ready-made clothing, was in its first stage. But outside of labor circles, these strikes were attracting no particular attention. The public were not even aware of what was happening, and would have been entirely indifferent if they had known.
"The sunset light is a never-failing source of variety and beauty, and Mrs. de Haas has found a most attractive subject in the steeple of the old church in York Village whose graceful curves are said to have been designed by Sir Christopher Wren as it rises above the soft mellow glow of the sky or is pictured against the dark clouds.
"What is the matter, Brémer?" asked his wife. There was no answer. She came close. His eyes were closing. There he lay dead. When my excellent uncle Christian Hâas, burgomaster of Lauterbach, died, I had a good situation as maître de chapelle, or precentor, under the Grand Duke Yeri Peter, with a salary of fifteen hundred florins, notwithstanding which I was a poor man still.
As I went down the principal street the old women with nose and chin nearly meeting at the extremity, the bare-pated children with ragged hair, the men in their otter-skin caps, and silver-chained pipes in their mouths, all gaze upon me, and respectfully salute me "Good day, Monsieur Caspar! How do you do, Monsieur Hâas?" And all the small windows were filled with wondering faces.
"Of course Monsieur Hâas will live as we do in the country. We have excellent rabbit-warrens. The rivers abound in trout. The shooting in the forests is let out. People mostly spend their evenings at the inn. Monsieur the inspector of woods and forests is a delightful young man. The juge-de-paìx is a capital whist-player," and so on, and so on.
Take my arm, Lester honey. People mama used to know." Miss Coblenz leaned forward beyond the dais with the frail curve of a reed. "Howdado, Mrs. Suss.... Thank you. Thanks. Howdado, Sara? Meet my fiancé, Lester Haas Goldmark; Mrs. Suss and Sara Suss, my fiancé.... That's right, better late than never. There's plenty left.... We think he is, Mrs. Suss. Aw, Lester honey, quit! Mama, here's Mrs.
"Ils perdront et leur temps et leur argent." Monsieur Haas has helped to make history in his time. The most gentle-mannered of men, he writes with strange rancour against the perfidious designs of Britain in the East. In his diplomatic career Monsieur Haas suffered one great disappointment.
The flowers that had blossomed so freely and so brightly under fair skies and in ceaseless sunshine were gone; and in the air was the chill of the early Arctic winter. The Woman shivered slightly in spite of her furs. There was excitement in the air. Beside her, erect and soldierly, walked Captain Rene' Haas of the French Army, with a firm elastic tread that spoke of many marches.
My old mother my old mother all her life a nobody she helped she gave it to them my mother a poor little widow nobody she bought with her blood that freedom she " "God, I just heard it downstairs it's the tenth wonder of the world. It's too big to take in. I was afraid " "Mamma darling, I tell you, wake up! I'm a bad girl, but I'll take you back. Tell her, Mr. Haas, I'll take her back.
She'm a fine one. Not? My grandchild! My grandchild!" "You mustn't mind, Mr. Haas. That's the way she's done since since she's sick. Keeps repeating " "My grandchild! From a good mother and a bad father comes a good grandchild. My grandchild! She'm a good one. My " "Mamma, dearie, Mr. Haas is in a hurry. He's come to help me walk you into a little room to rest before we go home in Mr.
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