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The conduct and earnings of a cotton plantation fairly typical among those of large scale, may be gathered from the overseer's letters and factor's accounts relating to Retreat, which lay in Jefferson County, Georgia. This was one of several establishments founded by Alexander Telfair of Savannah and inherited by his two daughters, one of whom became the wife of W.B. Hodgson.
The stream was already of considerable size, being no less than twenty-seven feet wide and eighteen inches deep. In all probability the Ganges first emerged into the light at this spot. Captain Hodgson wished to solve various questions; for example: What was the length of the river under the frozen snow? Is it the product of the melting of these snows? or did it spring from the ground?
Then, struck by the look on Margaret's face, she said, "Forgive me, ma'am; if mine is taken from me, I'd like to feel as you do. You ain't makin' other people unhappy over it." "I think it is because my husband still lives for me, Hodgson." Hodgson cried into her apron. "It ain't all of us that has your faith. But if I loses him, I'll do my best."
The "George and Dragon" at Wargrave boasts a sign, painted on the one side by Leslie, R.A., and on the other by Hodgson of that ilk. Leslie has depicted the fight; Hodgson has imagined the scene, "After the Fight" George, the work done, enjoying his pint of beer. Day, the author of SANDFORD AND MERTON, lived and more credit to the place still was killed at Wargrave.
None but the medium knew that it was only a fifty-cent wire mask, hence none but the medium could enjoy the humor of the occasion." One of the most instructive incidents I know, in relation to this question of the psychology of deception, is the one given by Doctor Hodgson the case of the officer and the Hindu juggler.
Wilbur put both hands to his temples, closing his eyes. "I'll go back!" exclaimed Hodgson. "We'll have the surf-boat out and get after her; we'll bring the body back!" "No, no!" cried Wilbur, "it's better this way. Leave her, let her go she's going out to sea again!" "But the schooner won't live two hours outside in this weather; she'll go down!" "It's better that way let her go. I want it so!"
Many had goitres and rheumatism, for the cure of which they flocked to my tent; dry-rubbing for the latter, and tincture of iodine for the former, gained me some credit as a doctor: I could, however, procure no food beyond trifling presents of eggs, meal, and more rarely, fowls. Hodgson.
Hodgson continued to work away with his fish-traps, tow-nets and dredging; Mulock, who had been trained as a surveyor and had great natural abilities for the work, was most useful, first in collecting and re-marking all the observations, and later on in constructing temporary charts; while Barne generally vanished after breakfast and spent many a day at his distant sounding holes.
You're Joe Mauser. I'm not fracas buff, but I know enough about current developments to know that. Welcome aboard, Joe." Joe shook the hand offered, in some surprise. "Welcome aboard?" he said. Hodgson looked to Philip Holland, his eyebrows raised in question. Holland said crisply, "You're premature, Frank. Dr. Haer and Mauser have just arrived." "Oh."
She, in common with the rest of Miss Simmonds' young ladies, was almost jealous of the fame that Mary had obtained; to herself, such miserable notoriety. "Nay! there's no use shunning talking it over. Why! it was in the Guardian and the Courier and some one told Jane Hodgson it was even copied into a London paper. You've set up heroine on your own account, Mary Barton.
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