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The consequence was, every reader was misled by the caption and commencement of his article, and thousands of persons had "Pease's Hoarhound Candy" in their mouths long before they had seen it! In fact, it was next to impossible to take up a newspaper and attempt to read the legitimate news of the day without stumbling upon a package of "Pease's Hoarhound Candy."
The steamer sailed from Boston Miss Pease's civic loyalty forbade her traveling on a New York boat on the thirtieth of June, the week after Commencement. Mary and Mrs. Wyeth attended the Commencement exercises and festivities as Crawford's guest. Edwin Smith, Crawford's father, did not come on from Carson City to see his son receive his parchment from his Alma Mater.
"I am an orphan, and I have no friends, ma'am," stammered Nancy, in so low a voice that nobody else could hear. "You poor girl!" cried the woman, her smile fading, but love and welcome still shining in her big, brown eyes. She stretched forth her arms and somehow Nancy found herself in the tight circle, with her head down in the curve of Jessie Pease's motherly neck.
The usual result of almost any great and original achievement is, the production of a shoal of brainless imitators, who are "neither useful nor ornamental." In the same year that Pease's hoarhound candy appeared upon the commercial and newspaper horizon, the "Governor Dorr Rebellion" occurred in Rhode Island. As many will remember, this rebellion caused a great excitement throughout the country.
Pease's system of advertising was one which, I believe, originated with him in this country, although many have practiced it since, but of course, with less success for imitations seldom succeed. Mr.
She remembered what the lodgekeeper's wife had told her, and she found her way to Jessie Pease's room in the basement. There was a crowd of girls there already. They were laughing, and joking, and teasing the good woman, who seemed, as she said, to be a "big sister" to them all. Nobody called her "Mrs. Pease;" she insisted upon their treating her as though she really were their older sister.
Having destroyed a large unoccupied Indian village on the left bank of that stream, and finding no Indians, the command returned to Hillsboro River and joined the left wing. The Louisiana troops left Fort Brooke on April 10th and arrived at Pease's Creek on the 17th.
So Captain Shadrach, the troubled expression still on his face, returned on the afternoon train to South Harniss to tell his friend and partner of Miss Pease's plan. Mary, who accompanied him to the Boston station, wondered why he seemed so preoccupied and quiet. If she had known what his thoughts were she would have wondered no longer.
"You want to put that all in a book, Linyard," was Professor Pease's summing-up. "I'm sure you've got hold of something big; but to see it clearly yourself you ought to outline it for others. Take my advice chuck everything else and get to work tomorrow. It's time you wrote a book, anyhow." It's time you wrote a book, anyhow!
"Your Aunt Comfort gave you this beautiful gold ring and this gold dollar for your name," said she. The ring and the dollar were kept in Mrs. Pease's little rosewood work-box, which she never used for needlework, but as a repository for her treasures. Her best cameo brooch was in there, too, and a lock of hair of Comfort's baby brother who died.
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