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You may break its head, but you cannot kill; it belongs to the heart, and springs from the laws of right. At this Littlejohn began to get dogged, to shows signs of very bad nature. Knowing this was most unprofitable to him I yielded indulgence.
"Were you at the ruins of St. Ruth any time in the course of that evening?" "Bailie Littlejohn," said the mendicant, "if it be your honour's pleasure, we'll cut a lang tale short, and I'll just tell ye, I am no minded to answer ony o' thae questions I'm ower auld a traveller to let my tongue bring me into trouble."
"Very well, supposing I were to let you give it all away to Mrs. Littlejohn, even if she were the most worthy and needy person that could be found in town, what then? It is all gone. You have nothing more to give.
In the autumn of that year, September, 1870, I was sent as a delegate to the State Republican Convention, and presented as a candidate for the lieutenant-governorship a man who had served the State admirably in the National Congress and in the State legislature as well as in great business operations, Mr. DeWitt Littlejohn of Oswego.
Richard S. Storrs, D.D., the Hon. Abram S. Hewitt, Mayor Franklin Edson, of New York, and Mayor Seth Low, of Brooklyn, together with the members of the Board of Bridge Trustees. Mr. Stranahan opened the ceremonies by introducing Bishop Littlejohn, who wore the Episcopal robes.
"Oh yes; we have a whole barrel full. You can have some just as well as not; I'll bring you down a pound or so, and I have five dollars at home that you might have. What would you like to have me get for you?" "Dear me!" said Mrs. Littlejohn; "what a angel of mercy to the poor and afflicted you be! I should like some fresh salmon and green peas, now, if I could get 'em."
Brooklyn may be only a borough, she may be only an 'abutment for bridges, as President Littlejohn once feared she would become, but she is to-day the same independent Brooklyn she was back in her cityhood, and she is as proud of the things that make her great as many of the cities of the things that make them merely flashy.
Let me see: in the first place, you felt so sorry for the old woman, that you went alone into a strange house, among a sort of people you knew nothing about, and without stopping to think whether I should be willing to have you wasn't that so?" "Yes'm," said Gypsy, hanging her head a little; "I didn't think she did groan so." "Then Mrs. Littlejohn seems to like to complain, it strikes me."
"I didn't know he was 'quainted with nobody." "Nobody 'ceptin' Homer Littlejohn an' Hetty Carpenter, an' they don't seem to know much about him. I call him darn cur'us. Hetty says he allus a-settin' in his room, a-studyin' an' a-studyin' an' a-studyin'." "He goes walkin' mornin's, Hetty told me." "Wal, he don't come downtown much. Nobody hardly ever sees him 'cept to church."
At this moment a side door opened, and a red-faced woman, who was wiping her hands on her apron, put her head out into the entry, and asked, in rather a surly tone, what was wanted. "Who is that groaning?" repeated Gypsy. "Oh, that's nobody but Grandmother Littlejohn," said the woman, with a laugh, "she's always groanin'clock."
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