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Have ye no manners?" said Nora, jerking away her hand in confusion. "I thank you with all my heart," said Kalmar, gravely bowing with his hand upon his heart. "And will you now and then look over overlook oversee ah yes, oversee this little girl?" "Listen to me now," cried Mrs. Fitzpatrick. "Can she clear out thim men from her room?" nodding her head toward Paulina.
Fitzpatrick said, came to the door and looked out upon the man. For some time they gazed steadily each into the other's face. "Irma, my child," said Kalmar in English, "you know me?" But the girl stood gazing in perplexity. "Irma! Child of my soul!" cried the man, in the Russian tongue, "do you not remember your father?"
"He is dead," said Brown. "God's mercy meet him!" "Ah," said old Kalmar, "I breathe freer now that his breath no longer taints the air. My work is done." "Oh, my father," cried Kalman brokenly, "may God forgive you!" "Boy," said the old man sternly, "mean you for the death of yon dog? You hang the murderer. He is many times a murderer. This very night he had willed to murder you and your friend.
"'Yes, here it will be a poor and frost-bound land, said our Lord, 'it can't be helped." When little Mats had gotten this far in his story, Osa, the goose-girl, protested: "I cannot bear, little Mats, to hear you say that it is so miserable in Småland," said she. "You forget entirely how much good soil there is there. Only think of Möre district, by Kalmar Sound!
He crossed the three first lakes in safety upon the ice, and naturally thought that he should find the fourth equally firm, forgetting that the sun had been, shining on the north side with a heat doubled by the high, rocky shore. He attempted to cross, but, alas, never reached the other side. K , who had been detained at Inver, asked Kalmar when Mr.
As he released the pressure upon Rosenblatt's throat, the wretched man gurgled forth, "Mercy! Mercy! God's name, mercy!" Piteous abject terror showed in his staring eyes. His voice was to Kalmar like blood to a tiger. "Mercy!" he hissed, thrusting his face still nearer, his smile now all gone. "Mercy? God's name! Hear him! I, too, cried for mercy for father, brother, wife, but found none.
A few days later, to an interested and devout congregation in the city of Winnipeg, he gave an eloquent account of his labours as a missionary in the remote colony of Wakota, depicted in lurid colours the persecutions he had endured at the hands of the heretic Brown, reserving his most fervid periods for the denunciation of the unscrupulous machinations of an apostate and arch traitor, Kalman Kalmar, whose name would forever be remembered by his people with infamy.
'I shall wait two weeks, and then send you Kalman that is his name, Kalman Kalmar, a nice name, isn't it? And he is a dear good boy; that is, he might be. "Good heart, so might we all," cried Jack. 'But I love him just as he is. "Happy boy." 'Wouldn't it be fine if you could make him a good man? How much he might do for his people!
Kalmar tore open his shirt, pulled out a crucifix. "Will you swear by God and all the saints that if I fail you will take my place?" Simon hesitated. The boy sprang forward, snatched the crucifix from his father's hand, pressed his lips against it and said in a loud voice, "I swear, by God and all the saints." The father started back, and for a few moments silently contemplated his boy.
Its satisfactory condition was accounted for by its President, Sir Robert Menzies, at the last Annual Meeting of the Company, in the following words: "It is to the fidelity, diligence, good judgment, and ability to handle men, shown by our young Manager, Mr. Kalmar, during the past five years, that the Company owes its present excellent standing."
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