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In the winter of 1838-9 I was attending school at Ripley, only ten miles distant from Georgetown, but spent the Christmas holidays at home. During this vacation my father received a letter from the Honorable Thomas Morris, then United States Senator from Ohio. When he read it he said to me, "Ulysses, I believe you are going to receive the appointment." "What appointment?" I inquired.
"And he probably has a few ten dollar bills in his pockets," remarked Greg Holmes, rather enviously. "He will buy something." Fred Ripley, as readers of "The High School Freshmen" remember, was the son of a wealthy local lawyer, and a bitter enemy to Dick Prescott and his friends. "Fred just came here to buy something and then look at us with his superior smile," grunted Hazelton.
Captain Ripley is so badly hurt that he is being taken to Boston to-night, and the crew go with him. But if there is interest to be roused in the fate of the last man left upon the wreck " "Oh, I am sure the neighbors will do everything in their power. And Lawford, too!" she cried. "The schooner is not likely to break up before morning.
He first lived with his venerable connection, Dr. Ripley, in the dwelling made famous by Hawthorne as the "Old Manse." It is an old-fashioned gambrel-roofed house, standing close to the scene of the Fight on the banks of the river. It was built for the Reverend William Emerson, his grandfather.
George Ripley, of Ripley in the county of York, is mentioned, towards the latter part of the fifteenth century, as having discovered the philosopher's stone, and by its means contributed one hundred thousand pounds to the knights of Rhodes, the better to enable them to carry on their war against the Turks.
With a disgusted look, Gardiner's man slouched back to the players' bench. In that half of the inning it was one, two, three -down and out! Even Fred Ripley found himself gasping with admiration of Prescott's wonderfully true pitching. Yet the joy of the home fans was somewhat curbed when Gridley went to bat and her third man struck out after two of the nine had reached bases.
Lieutenant Ripley had handled his sharpshooters so skilfully that not a single man had been killed, and only three had been wounded. He had kept his force behind the trees, and fought the enemy at long range, in which the carbines and other firearms were not effective; and this policy explained the absence of all fatalities in Ripley's force.
"First of all -well, pardon me, but it sounds like talking about another behind his back. The other reason is that Ripley isn't worth talking about, anyway." "Now, what are you doing?" demanded Belle. "Oh, well," Dave replied, "Ripley knows my opinion of him pretty well. But what are you doing this afternoon?"
This time Dick did not feel called upon to interfere. "Now, you tell us all about this queer game!" commanded Dave Darrin, his eyes flashing warningly. "If you don't, we'll shake it out of you; or we'll roll you in the snow until we soak the truth out of you! What do Fred Ripley and his crowd mean to do out here to-night?" "I I don't know," gasped Hen. "Yes, you do," warned Dave Darrin crisply.
Abercrombie, who had escaped by crawling through the grass, and reported the Fort besieged by a thousand savages, and quite unprepared for defense. There were several St. Cloud people in the Fort, and so far from expecting aid from it it must be relieved. The garrison at Ft. Ripley had not a man to spare for outside defense. People began to pour into St.
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