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Updated: June 12, 2025
"O, what is woman what her smile, Her lip of love, her eye of light; What is she if her lip revile The lowly Jesus? Love may write His name upon her noble brow, Or linger in her curls of jet; The bright spring flowers may scarcely bow Beneath her step, and yet, and yet Without that meeker grace, she'll be A lighter thing than vanity." Thus wrote N.P. Willis.
But I'd like damn bad to jine with y'u.... My brother Ted was shot last night." "Ted! Is he daid?" ejaculated Isbel, blankly. "We can't find out," replied Meeker. "Jim says thet Jeff Campbell said thet Ted went into Greaves's place last night. Greaves allus was friendly to Ted, but Greaves wasn't thar "
"It is," said Riggs, and turned his attention to Harris and Trego, who were giving orders to the Chinese at the winch. "Then all is well," said Meeker, and he turned away toward the gangplank, where the two men were standing with his organ between them, awaiting his orders. "Go right on board with it, my good men," he said to them. "This is my ship, sure enough," and he preceded them up the gang.
Meeker often afterward declared, she resolved to 'call upon the Lord. She prayed that the child she was soon to give birth to might be a boy, and become a joy and consolation to his mother. She read over solicitously all the passages, of Scripture she could find, which she thought might be applicable to her case. As the event approached, she exhibited still greater faith and enthusiasm.
Alas, those days of picnics and balls; of dinners at that recent innovation, the club; of theatre-parties and excursions to baseball games between the young men in Mrs. "Aunt Mary," asked Honora, when they were home again in the lamplight of the little sitting-room, "why was it that Mr. Meeker was so polite to Cousin Eleanor, and asked her about my dancing instead of you?" Aunt Mary smiled.
Platt noticed that he limped slightly. He had no feeling of friendliness toward Houck, but common civility made him inquire how the wounded leg was doing. After the Indian campaign the Brown's Park man had gone to Meeker for his convalescence. That had been two months since. "'S all right," growled the big fellow. "Good. Thought you kinda favored it a little when you walked."
He looked up, and made no attempt to conceal his surprise at seeing Meeker. "Ah! Mr. Trenholm," he said to me, and we shook hands, and the Malay boy gave me the seat opposite him. "Mr. Trego allow me the Reverend Meeker," said Riggs. "So you and Mr. Trenholm have met before?" said Meeker, evidently astonished because Trego spoke to me without an introduction.
"Hello, Uncle Joe," called the girl, in offhand boyish fashion. "How are you to-day?" "Howdy, girl," answered Meeker, gravely. "What brings you up here this time?" She laughed. "Here's a boarder who wants to learn how to raise cattle." Meeker's face lightened. "I reckon you're Mr. Norcross? I'm glad to see ye. Light off and make yourself to home.
The benefits of this system will be great. No longer will men be reduced to the cultivation of those meeker virtues that grace and adorn life; no more will they study those accomplishments that make home happy and their hearth cheerful. A winter at Paris and a box at the Varietés will be more to the purpose.
"What passenger?" demanded Riggs, in surprise. "A parson," said the spokesman, and as he said it Meeker himself came up the after-ladder. "Ah, the captain," he said. "I am the Rev. Luther Meeker," he explained, presenting his ticket. "I am going to Hong-Kong, and, if I am not mistaken, this is the good ship Kut Sang" "That your baggage? All right, you men come aboard and look sharp."
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