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Updated: June 14, 2025
But see, though the wife is no more, though the children have departed, the vicar's home is not utterly desolate. See, along the same walk on which William soothed Susan's fears and won her consent, see, what fairy advances? Is it Susan returned to youth? How like! Yet look again, and how unlike!
The usual invitations, however, had been issued, and Soames had gone down and young Nicholas, and the Will had been quite satisfactory so far as it went, for she had only had a life interest; and everything had gone quite smoothly to the children in equal shares. The third reason why Susan's burial made little stir was the most expansive of all.
The modest simplicity of Susan's appearance and the artless propriety of the answers she gave to all the questions that were asked her, pleased the ladies at the Abbey, who were good judges of character and manners. Sir Arthur Somers had two sisters, sensible, benevolent women.
Some of Susan's' critics at home felt she was again besmirching the suffrage cause by setting foot in polygamous Utah, but this was of no moment to her, for she saw the crying need of the right kind of missionary work among Mormon women, "no Phariseeism, no shudders of Puritanic horror, ... but a simple, loving fraternal clasp of hands with these struggling women" to encourage them and point the way.
Another happy development was Clara Colby's decision to publish her Woman's Tribune in Washington during the conference. Mrs. Colby's Tribune, established in Beatrice, Nebraska, in 1883, had since then met in a measure Susan's need for a paper for the National Association and she welcomed its transfer to Washington.
Is it my child that lies a-dying?" said the shadow, springing forwards, and clutching poor Susan's arm. "It is a little child of two years old. I do not know whose it is; I love it as my own. Come with me, whoever you are; come with me." The two sped along the silent streets as silent as the night were they. They entered the house; Susan snatched up the light, and carried it upstairs.
The daughter stopped where she stood and was going to reply that she must get ready if she were to go to Aunt Susan's the next day, but on second thought closed her mouth down firmly. She knew she would do well if she escaped with no harder tax laid upon her temper than that of putting off her arrival at the Hornby home, and she turned to do as she was bidden.
Which of three Misses Trevellyn it is that Vernon shall marry Is not a thing to be known; for our friend's is one of those natures Which have their perfect delight in the general tender-domestic, So that he trifles with Mary's shawl, ties Susan's bonnet, Dances with all, but at home is most, they say, with Georgina, Who is, however, too silly in my apprehension for Vernon.
Young Coleman." "Oh, sure!" Susan's eyes brightened intelligently. "That's so, he was coming down to-day, wasn't he?" "Girls," said Miss Thornton, attracting the attention of the entire room, "what do you know about Susan Brown's trying to get away with it that she's forgotten about Peter Coleman!" "Oh, Lord, what a bluff!" somebody said, for the crowd.
Haskell in sepulchral tones, "I shouldn't wonder but what she be a-goin' up to Susan's to pick out poor Abel's things." "Dear, do you raly think so?" gasped Betty, almost dropping her basket in her horror. "Why the noos of him bein' killed only come this marnin'." "I d' 'low she be a-goin' there," repeated Mrs. Haskell emphatically.
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