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His name was Elias Howe and he hailed from Eli Whitney's old home, Worcester County, Massachusetts. There Howe was born in 1819. His father was an unsuccessful farmer, who also had some small mills, but seems to have succeeded in nothing he undertook.
For an instant it grinned savagely at him and the light, its mouth all the time growing larger and larger; and then a big man whisked out of the door, not so quickly, however, but that Elias could catch a glimpse, by the light of the lantern, of a long iron hooked spike sticking out of his back. And now he began to put one and two together.
It has been already mentioned that Friend Hopper passed through a fiery trial in his own religious society, during the progress of the schism produced by the preaching of Elias Hicks. Fourteen years had elapsed since the separation. The "Hicksite" branch had become an established and respectable sect. In cities, many of them were largely engaged in Southern trade.
"I have come about this shocking business of your nephew," he observed, declining to sit down, though Abdullah brought forth cushions. "The news reached me only yesterday, and I have been this morning to see that man Elias. His story seems quite clear, in spite of all the nonsense about buried treasure.
Elias, having replaced his note-book, flung both arms around Iskender's neck and kissed him on the mouth repeatedly. Tears rolled from his eyes. He whispered fiercely: "Never will I forget this deed of kindness; I will pay thee half the treasure by my head I swear it, by my honourable reputation, by my hope of life hereafter! Allah knows I always loved thee!
He saluted him like the others, but with a look that gave Ibarra to understand that he wanted to speak with him. "Ñor Juan," said Ibarra, "will you bring me a list of the workmen?" Ñor Juan disappeared and Ibarra approached Elias, who was alone, raising a large stone and loading it in a cart.
"Not missing anything, are you, Mr. Denton?" "I've got it all." Throughout, Douglas, with a strained face, had been plucking at his principal's arm. Now Elias M. Pierce turned to him. "Go to Judge Ransome," he said sharply, "and get an injunction against the 'Clarion." McGuire Ellis sauntered over. "I wouldn't," he drawled. "I'm not asking your advice." "And I'm not looking for gratitude.
James Bansemer never forgot the malicious grin that crossed the face of Elias Droom when the young fellow made the proposition not more than a fortnight before the Bansemer establishment picked itself up and hastily deserted New York. That grin spoke plainer than all the words in language. Take him into the office? Make this honest, grey-eyed boy a partner?
"And those two brothers whose father died from the beating " "Will end as their father did," replied Elias in a low voice. "When misfortune has once singled out a family all its members must perish, when the lightning strikes a tree the whole is reduced to ashes." Ibarra fell silent on hearing this, so Elias took his leave.
Two minutes later Graydon Bansemer and Jane Cable, strangers until then, were asking each other how they liked the play, and Fate was at work. A few weeks after this scene at the theatre young Mr. Bansemer dashed across the hall from the elevator and entered his father's office just as Elias Droom was closing up. "Where's the governor, Mr.
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