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Irvine to succeed Miss Shafer as president of Wellesley, the trustees abandoned the policy which had governed their earlier choices. Miss Freeman and Miss Shafer had been connected with the college almost from the beginning. They had known its problems only from the inside. Mrs. Irvine was, by comparison, a newcomer; she had entered the Department of Greek as junior professor in 1890.

From behind a screen of laurel bushes he looked out on the laboratory, at close quarters. Joseph was still coming and going with his sieve now that Neale saw him at a few yards distance he saw that the junior partner and amateur experimenter was evidently cleaning out his furnace.

His politeness was so much more cutting than his wrath, that the Junior went to the door.

I used to throw things at his door, and once I tried a cold-water douche from the pitcher, when he was very hard to waken; but that was rather brutal, and after a while I used to let him roar himself awake; he would always do it, if I trusted to nature; and before our junior year was out I got so that I could sleep through, pretty calmly; I would just say to myself when he fetched me to the surface with a yell, 'That's Melford dreaming, and doze off sweetly."

And at half-past ten in walked the junior partner, Mr. Joseph Chestermarke. Mr. Joseph was the exact opposite of his uncle. He was so much his opposite that it was difficult to believe, seeing them together, that they were related to each other. Mr. Joseph Chestermarke, a man of apparently thirty years of age, was tall and loose of figure, easy of demeanour, and a little untidy in his dress.

You must allow me to choose my own path in life." The Elder paced the floor a few moments longer, then resumed his chair opposite his son, and, leaning back, looked across the table at his boy, meditatively, with half-closed eyes. At last he said, "We'll take this matter to the Lord, and leave it in his hands." Then Peter Junior cried out upon him: "No, no, father; spare me that.

I'd rather command such a regiment as this than be Emperor of China. Perhaps I shall, too, some day." The real colonel, sitting opposite, overhears this military sentiment, and smiles good-humouredly at his zealous junior. "When you are in command," says he, "I hope you'll be down upon the cornets they want a deal of looking up I'm much too easy with them." The young soldier laughed and blushed.

But, thus far, at least, it must be conceded, that Oxford, by and through this one unexampled distinction her vast disposable fund of accommodations for junior members within her own private cloisters possesses an advantage which she could not forfeit, if she would, towards an effectual knowledge of each man's daily habits, and a control over him which is all but absolute.

It was some time later that she told him just how well she had searched for the missing box. She narrated, too, all the particulars of the early morning cat episode and the trouble brought about by the mischief-loving Arlo Junior, which she had been unable to tell him earlier in the day. "It would seem, then," Mr.

"A beneficent and just holdup," added Darrow; "the first of its kind in this city." McCarthy glared at him malevolently. "It don't go unless you deliver the goods," he threatened. "Understood," agreed Darrow. "What's his name?" demanded McCarthy, withdrawing the pencil stub, and preparing to write. "His name," answered Darrow, "is John Warford, Junior."