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My great pitcher, Whittaker Hurtle, the Rube, as we called him, had won the Eastern League Pennant for me that season, and Morrisey, the Chicago magnate, had bought him. Milly, my affianced, was with me, looking as happy as she was pretty, and she was chaperoned by her mother, Mrs. Nelson.
It seemed too hard when the Morriseys had all they could do to get along they should have one more mouth and that not a Morrisey one to feed. "I studied as hard as I could at school, so as to try and get through sooner and go to work and begin to pay them back, but when I was twelve Mr. Morrisey was kicked to death by a horse and the next year Mrs.
She longed to say it, but did not, and Hugh Alston never knew. Hurst Dormer looked empty, and seemed silent and dull after Cornbridge. No place was dull and certainly no place was silent where Lady Linden was, and coming back to Hurst Dormer, Hugh felt as if he was then entering into a desert of solitude and silence. "Everything has been quite all right," said Mrs. Morrisey.
Morrisey when I was a wee baby by a friend of his who couldn't afford to keep me and who made him vow that he'd never tell where I came from. "Jimmy only found it out by accident one night, listening to his father and mother talking when they thought he was asleep. She said I wasn't to feel bad about it; because they thought everything of me. "But I did feel bad about it.
Bonner's cottage. "The post's come in since you went, Mr. Alston," said Mrs. Bonner, "and there's a letter for you." It was a bulky envelope from Hurst Dormer. There was a note from Mrs. Morrisey, to say that everything was going as it should go, and she enclosed all the letters that had come by post. And the first letter that Hugh opened was one on pink paper, delicately scented.
Almost I began to spend the money I would get for selling the Rube to the big league manager. We took seats in the grand stand, as Morrisey did not want to be seen by any players, and I stayed there with him until the gong sounded. There was a big attendance. I looked all over the stand for Nan, but she was lost in the gay crowd.
Every scheme that can be thought of is practiced by the natives in order to get money from the Americans. In the street and at the entrances to the hotels numerous beggars can be found, all asking for money. Nearly all the inhabitants seemed to be engaged in this sort of work, and the sight of them lounging around, even inside the hotels, is disgusting, says Mr. Morrisey.
Pell had Mrs. Raynor and Florence in for a visit. "Has Miles heard from Jimmy Morrisey yet?" Rex inquired. "No," Florence replied. "He didn't write till about three weeks ago." "You'll let him come in and see us New Year's, won't you?" Rex went on. "Yes indeed, if you would like to have him." Miles came for New Year's and brought the information that he had heard from Jimmy Morrisey at last.
Two minutes later Hugh Alston was behaving like a lunatic. "Mrs. Morrisey! Mrs. Morrisey! When did this letter come?" "Oh, that one, sir? It came ten days ago the very day you left, the same evening." "Then why why in the name of Heaven " he began, and then stopped himself, for he remembered that he had ordered no letters should be sent on. "I hope it is not important, sir?" "Important!" he said.
Morrisey said it was a common occurrence to see seven or eight funerals pass by every day. Another thing that struck Mr. Morrisey was the railroad that runs from Ponce to Playo. The train is made up of an old-fashioned engine and three cars.
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