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Tarbell, meanwhile, led her willing captive along, delighting in his cheerful aspect and expressive tail. He was dirty, to be sure, and he was presumably hungry. Who could tell what hardships he had suffered before falling into the brutal hands of the law? She stopped to buy her dinner, to which she added five cents' worth of dog's-meat, but the milliner's door was passed coldly by.
Celandine is to graduate this year: she's in the class with girls two and three years older than herself, Mrs. Tarbell.
In another version, "I hope it will not be irreverent for me to say that if it is probable that God would reveal His will to others on a point so connected with my duty, it might be supposed He would reveal it directly to me." Tarbell, II, 12. Lincoln's pertinacity, holding fast the program he had accepted, came to its reward.
"I suppose it's April weather," said the new-comer; "but the rain is right chilly, so it is; like it was a November rain, somehow. Will I put my umbreller right down here? The spring is dreadful late, and the farmers is all complainin', they tell me." Mrs. Tarbell shuddered.
Do you wish to give the impression that your motives are purely personal and forgive me, but the word is necessary selfish? that you have no interest in the movement in which you are a pioneer? that your heart is not with the cause which after so many years of weary waiting looks to you for advancement? Mr. "Yes, yes," interrupted Mrs. Tarbell hastily, "I appreciate that fully, I assure you.
"What is the lady's name and address, please, ma'am?" he asked of Mrs. Tarbell. "I have to make a report of the accident." "You'll find it out soon enough," said a thin man with a fresh complexion, very silvery hair, and spectacles. "The company will not have to wait long for the information." He looked about with a cheerful smile, and the conductor glared at him contemptuously.
"Law bless us, you're admitted to be a lawyer, ain't you? And if one lady can be a lawyer " "Yes, yes," said Mrs. Tarbell hastily; "but that is not the question. I mean that it is not yet certain that women are going to succeed at the bar." Absolutely, though she was no fool, she had never made the concession before, not even to herself. "But you are a lawyer," repeated Mrs. Stiles.
"Of course you don't," said the doctor cheerfully. "Bless you, you'll sue the company and have a famous verdict; I wouldn't take ten thousand dollars for your chances if I had them. You observe," he went on confidentially to Mrs. Tarbell, "I am doing my best for the community of interests which, ought to exist among the learned professions.
She withdrew it, turned her eyes, whose fair, faint lustre, the pale forget-me-not blue, was darkened by the antagonistic light to an amethystine shadow, inquiringly upon him. "There is some danger," she murmured. "Yes. When you are not a mark for general observation, you shall hear it." "I would rather hear it standing." "I told you the condition." "Then I shall go and ask Captain Tarbell."
Miss Hepzibah Tarbell, daughter of that arch-enemy of his kind, Deacon Joash T., attended only one of my lectures. In a day or two the symptoms of eruption were most encouraging. She has already quarrelled with all her family, accusing her father of bigamy, her uncle Benoni of polytheism, her brother Zeno C. of aneurism, and her sister Eudoxy Trithemia of the variation of the magnetic needle.
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