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Heavy fighting took place on June 2d, near Bethesda Church and at other points, while the armies were coming into position; but this was felt to be but the preface to the greater struggle which General Lee now clearly divined. It came without loss of time.
"He is not only a very learned man, but he is such a thorough gentleman. Poor man, it is a blessing that he has you near him, Mr. Carlyon, for his life is very lonely." "Why does he not get married then?" growled Cedric. "I bet you he is not much over fifty." Then again Elizabeth and Mr. Carlyon exchanged glances.
Cawing rooks streamed back from the fallow-fields across the valley. Thrushes and blackbirds carolled. A wren, in the bramble brake close by, broke into sharp sweet song. The recurrent ring of an axe came from somewhere away in the fir plantations, and the strident rasping of a saw from the wood-yard in the beech grove near the house. Richard stared at that oncoming procession.
She dresses magnificently," said Mrs. Cranston the younger. "I couldn't help noticing her diamonds last Sunday." "They must have been big, Meg," put in the captain, reflectively, as he was getting himself out of his smoking-jacket. "Let's see, ours is a hundred-dollar pew down near the foot of the side aisle, and hers a thousand-dollar box-stall just in front of the centre.
Then came a winding cross-track, and presently I drew near to a straggling village, every house of which had some charm and quality of style, with here and there a high gabled dovecot, and its wooden cupola, standing up among solid barns and stacks. Here was a tiny and inconspicuous church, with a small stone belfry; and then the road pushed on, to die away among the fields.
But Ben's experience with bows was small, and, in spite of his praiseworthy efforts to imitate his great exemplar, the arrow only turned a feeble sort of somersault and descended perilously near Bab's uplifted nose. "If you endanger other people's life and liberty in your pursuit of happiness, I shall have to confiscate your arms, boys.
I decided to try another plan; I called to him. My voice had a thin weak sound, far away and quite unreal, and there was no answer to it. Hark, though! There was something that might have been a very faint voice near me! I called again, this time with greater distinctness, "Shorthouse, where are you? can you hear me?" There certainly was a sound, but it was not a voice. Something was moving.
He dabbed at his forehead with a wet ball of a handkerchief. "It would be very pleasant for you after getting so near it the last two years." "Go on," he said for the third time. But there was a note of hesitation in his voice. "Sudden joy," I said, "would almost certainly make me miss it." We looked at each other. He had the golf fever in his eyes.
Wilson confided the care of his farm to Ned Huckelby, an overseer of high reputation in his way. The Poplar Farm, as it was called, was situated in a beautiful valley, nine miles from Natchez, and near the Mississippi River. The once unshorn face of nature had given way, and the farm now blossomed with a splendid harvest.
Leger, near Daventry, in Northamptonshire, is the gate-house of the ancient manor of the Catesbys, of whom Robert Catesby was the contriver of the Gunpowder Plot.
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