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"It won't do, I tell you. And the sooner he realizes this the more
satisfactory will it become for all concerned.""Sh-h-h," answered Mrs. Allison in a seemingly heedless manner. She was
seated by the side window in her old rocker, intent only on her three
needles and the ball of black yarn. "Judge not, that you may not... |
She was the only child of Mr. Allison and a much admired member of the
city's middle class. And while it is true that a certain equality in
class and social refinement was an attribute of the American people
which found great favor in the eyes of the older world inhabitants, it
is equally true that this equality was mo... |
Marjorie was invited through the efforts of Peggy Shippen, who had
proposed her name to His Excellency on the occasion of his visit to her
house. She would be included in their party and would be assigned a
partner befitting her company. Because of the prominence of the
Shippens, it was thought that the gallant young F... |
The General whispered a word to an attendant who immediately set off in
the direction of the unconcerned Captain. As the latter received the
message he turned, looked in the direction of the dais and gazed
steadily at the Governor and his company. His eyes met Marjorie's and
she was sure that he saw her alone. The thou... |
As the evening wore on Peggy, wearied of the dance, sought a secluded
corner of the great room to compose herself. She had been disappointed
in her lottery, for she detested the thought of being a favor for a
French officer and had taken care to so express herself at home long
before. She could not rejoice at Marjorie'... |
Stephen awoke late the next morning. As he lay with eyes closed, half
asleep, half awake, the image of his partner of the evening sweetly
drifted into his dreamy brain, and called up a wealth of associations on
which he continued to dwell with rare pleasure. But the ominous
suggestion that her heart could not possibly ... |
It was a great day for a tradesman when an officer of the Continental
Army supped at his table. The house was in a mild uproar since Marjorie
announced the coming distinction on her return from the ball. From the
kitchen chimney went up a pillar of smoke. Mrs. Allison and two of her
neighbors who were proud to lend ass... |
"You are friendly with the Shippen family," he went on. "Now, do not
misinterpret me. I shall require no betrayal of confidence. But it is
generally known that the Shippens are Tories, not avowedly so, yet in
heart and in thought. It is also generally known that their house was
the center of society during the days of ... |
"Is he fool 'nough t' think we can win this war without help?""He won it once.""When?""Saratoga.""That's his story. We didn't have it won and it won't be won without
troops and with somethin' besides shin-plasters." He turned sideways,
crossed one leg over the other and began to drum upon the table."We must hev help," ... |
The effect is historical. The commissioners were compelled to return;
the brave Montgomery was killed before the walls of the city; Canada was
lost to the Colonies and forever forfeited as an integral part of the
United States; all of which was due to the narrowness and intolerance of
those who in the supreme hour coul... |
He shook his head violently, tightening his fingers about his throat. As
he did, Forrest writhing in the chair under his attack, began to fumble
with his hand at his hip as if instinctively seeking something there.
Stephen's eyes followed the movement, even while he, too, relaxed his
hold to seize with his free hand th... |
"With three sons," Marjorie gayly added. "No matter. Peggy will meet the
disparity of ages by the disparity of stations. She has avowed to me
that no one dares to question the social preeminence of the Military
Governor, nor the fact that he is the most dashing and perhaps most
successful general of the Continental Arm... |
A beautiful landscape unrolled itself before Stephen as he leisurely
rode along the Germantown road. The midsummer sun was now high in the
heavens, with just a little stir in the air to temper its warmth and
oppressiveness. Fragments of clouds, which seemed to have torn
themselves loose from some great heap massed beyo... |
And yet, a great house it was, the quondam residence of Edward Shippen,
the progenitor of the present family, a former Mayor of the city, who
had fled thither from Boston where he had suffered persecution at the
hands of the Puritans who could not allow him to be a Quaker. It stood
on an eminence outside the city. It w... |
To follow mere instinct does not beseem a man, yet for woman this
faculty is the height of reason and will be trusted by her to the very
end. Marjorie's instinct told her that all would not be well with
Stephen, notwithstanding his place of honor on the staff of the
Commander-in-chief, to whom he might readily appeal s... |
"These Americans are not only ungrateful, but stupidly arrogant. What
comparison can be drawn between this dullard, Matlack, whose feelings as
a citizen were hurt by an order of an aide-de-camp, and I, when I was
obliged to serve a whole campaign under the command of a gentleman who
was not known as a soldier until I h... |
And she placed it on the dresser where it could not escape her eye. Then
she retired.But she did not sleep. There she lay wide awake tossing nervously to and
fro. She tried to close her eyes only to find them wandering about the
room in the obscure dimness, focusing themselves now on the old mahogany
dresser, now on th... |
"Are you unwilling?" he asked, for he perceived her timid misgiving."No. What is it you want me to do?""Simply this. Let me have this note."She deliberated."Would not that be unfair to Peggy?"She feared that her sense of justice was being violated."She does not know that you have it.""But I mean to tell her.""Please!..... |
There was a satisfaction, a very great satisfaction, in the knowledge
that he was not entirely mistaken in his suspicions concerning Peggy.
She was in communication with the British and perhaps had been for some
time. This fact in itself was perfectly plain. The proof of it lay in
his hand. Whether or not His Excellenc... |
And so they talked. Marjorie became completely absorbed in her subject,
once her religion became the topic, and she almost forgot her game in
regard to her visitor. She desired to appear to the best advantage,
however, for which purpose she talked freely, in the hope of extracting
from him some information concerning h... |
He was invisibly directed into the little doorway of St. Joseph's. His
feeling was like that of the storm tossed mariner as he securely steers
for the beacon light. The church was nearly empty, save for a bare
half-dozen people who occupied seats at various intervals. They were
alone in their contemplation, as Catholic... |
Again there was silence."I guess Washington can't do much without an army. He has only a handful
an' I heard that the volunteers won't stay. Three thousan' o' them left
t' other day. Can't win a war that way. If they'd only listen to Barry
they'd have a navy now, an' if they want to catch Clinton in New York
they'll ne... |
The supreme importance of the French Alliance at this juncture cannot be
overestimated. Coming, as it did, at a time when the depression of the
people had reached the lowest ebb, when the remnant of the army of the
Americans was enduring the severities of the winter season at Valley
Forge, when the enemy was in possess... |
"I know that Roman Catholic influence is beginning to reveal itself in
the army. Washington is well disposed toward them and they are good
soldiers. Time was when they were less conspicuous; but nowadays every
fool legislature is throwing public offices open to them and soon France
will exercise the same control over t... |
Stephen searched deliberately for his man throughout the length of the
crowded thoroughfare, standing the while on the topmost step of the
Governor's Mansion--that great old-fashioned structure resembling in
many details a fortification, with its two wings like bastions extending
to the rear, its spacious yard enclosed... |
"He did not. He told me himself that he wrote a kind letter with a stern
refusal."And so they talked; talked into the best part of an hour, now of the
city's activities, now of the Governor, now of the success of the
campaign, until Anderson felt that he had long overstayed his leave."I am sorry to leave your company."... |
Irish Catholics had been found in the British Army at New York, but they
had been impressed into the service. Sergeant Griffin had spoken to many
deserters who avowed that they had been brought to the colonies against
their own will, declaring that they had been "compelled to go on board
the transports where they were ... |
"It would be impossible for me to now tell you. As a matter of fact, I
myself have been unable to form a definite opinion. I may let you know
later. Not now."A deep sigh escaped her."I should imagine you could read a man at first sight," she exclaimed."I never allowed myself that presumption. Men are best discovered at... |
In her relations with John Anderson, she had been genuinely sincere both
with herself and with Stephen. The latter had asked her to help him; and
this she was trying to do in her own way. That there was something
suspicious about Anderson, she knew; but whether the cause lay in his
manner of action or in the possession... |
She went to the big chair and began to rock energetically; but only for
a minute, for she spied in the corner of the room the great sofa, and
with a sudden movement threw herself on that. She was like a small boy
with a host of toys about him, anxious to play with all at the same
time, and trying to give to each the sa... |
"The Secretary to Reed, the President of the Council? Timothy Matlack?
His social aspirations were somewhat curtailed by my interest in public
affairs. He has borne me in mind and evidently intends my ruin.""In that he differs not from many other so-called friends.""I did all in my power to soothe his ruffled feelings ... |
A busier man in the city of Philadelphia during the winter and spring
season of '78 than John Anderson, would have been hard to find. For
weeks he had applied himself with relentless energy to the work before
him; for months he had deprived himself of the customary rounds of
pleasure in the interests of the seemingly g... |
"Let's get down to business," interrupted Anderson. "How soon may your
vessel sail?""This week, or the early part of next," replied Arnold. "I drew the pass
three weeks ago. With the time for clearance and sailing allowed, she
should be ready now. You had better make an allowance of a week.""How about the crew?""They c... |
All had arisen in silence and were peering into the blackness of the
night whence the sound apparently came. Anderson thought he saw a figure
emerge from behind a tree far off in the distance and he immediately
gave chase, opening fire as he did so. Several times he fired into the
dark space before him, for it was bris... |
Stephen turned from the window."We have some work ahead of us, Griff," he said after a long pause. "The
plot is about to sizzle. Are you ready?" he asked."Of course. When do you want me?""I cannot tell you now. I have learned that the work of recruiting is
about finished and that the organization will take place some t... |
He knew well enough now what his friend meant, though nothing of the
details, and from the uncertainty and the apprehension of his manner he
judged that there was much of which he was still in the dark. Anderson
had come to Jim with the girl to secure an advantageous introduction;
after that he had no immediate need of... |
"And you mean it? I am made very happy today, happier than words can
express. What loyalty! You have been helping me all the time and I
never knew it. Why did you not tell me this before?""You never gave me leave. I wanted to talk to you so much, and you
seemed to forbid me.... I prayed for an opportunity, and none cam... |
The guard at the door advanced to the front of the hall to announce to
Mr. Anderson that the full quota was present. Whereupon the latter arose
from his chair and swept with his gaze the entire room, which the dim
light of the torches only partly revealed. Satisfied with his scrutiny,
he turned and again conferred with... |
"You will now take the oath of allegiance to the government of His
Majesty, which I shall administer to you in a body. Tomorrow at the hour
of eight I shall meet you at the pier of embarkation. I shall be glad to
accompany you to reveal to you my interest in your behalf. Only with a
united front can we hope for success... |
"Our leader and our guide in these matters, Mr. Anderson, has made known
to us that this business of recruiting has been a great success. But did
he tell us of the sinister methods which often had been resorted to, of
the many threats which had been exercised over a great number of us, of
the debts which had been relie... |
"The Military Governor, General Arnold, was early initiated into the
scheme. For a long time he has borne a fierce grudge against Congress,
and he hoped that the several Catholic members of the body might be
induced to forsake the American cause. They sought Father Farmer, our
good pastor, as chaplain of the regiment, ... |
"What did you say your name was?""I did not say what it was," Stephen exchanged in good-natured repartee,
"but since you ask, it is Meagher.""Captain Meagher?"Stephen smiled.It must have been fully half-past nine when the meeting broke up; and
that was at the departure of Stephen. He had lingered long enough to
assure ... |
The City Council did meet, as rumor announced to Sergeant Griffin, and
immediately published charges against David Franks, the father of the
aide-de-camp of the Military Governor, charging him with being in
correspondence with his brother in London, who was holding the office of
Commissary for British prisoners. He was... |
"Oh! That will go on. This is your house, remember, if it comes to the
worst; you are mistress here. This is your home.""If it comes to the worst? To what?""Well, if I should be found guilty ... and ... sentenced.""I should not stay here a minute," she cried, stamping her foot. "Not
one minute after the trial! In this ... |
"His face was ashen pale; there was a haggard look upon it; the eyes
were marked with deep circles and his step faltered as he turned on his
heel and, without a word, made his way from the court room.""Were you present at the trial?" Marjorie inquired."Yes, Miss Allison.""Was Stephen?""No." The sergeant answered mildly... |
"No, indeed. It was not permissible for her to enter. She awaited him
outside.""And yet he maintained his composure throughout.""He seemed to take delight in relating the resolutions of Congress, its
thanks, its gifts, for the many campaigns and the brilliant services
rendered his country. His promotions, his horse, hi... |
His wife had been correct in her prognostications. The court, like the
public mind, which it only feebly reflected, had been prejudiced against
him from the start. The disgust which he entertained of the French
Alliance was only intensified the more by the recent proceedings of
Congress, and perhaps he might listen mor... |
"Yes. He wrote to inform me that he had escaped in safety and is now in
New York.""No more?""No. He did comment on the frustration of the plot, and expressed a
desire to learn the identity of the disturber.""You will tell him?""Later. Not now."There was a pause."Do you intend to take active part in the coming campaigns... |
"The note you gave me to read.""Peggy's letter which I found at her house?""The same. Have I never told you?""Never!" was the slow response. "You know you returned it to me without
comment."He was puzzled. For he wondered how he had failed to acquaint her with
so important an item."When you allowed me to take that lett... |
The canoe had drifted nearer to the shore. At Stephen's suggestion she
aroused herself from her lethargy and alighted on the bank. He soon
followed, drawing the canoe on to the shore a little to prevent its
wandering away. Marjorie walked through the grass, stooping to pick here
and there a little flower which lay smil... |
It has been said with more truth than poetic fancy that the descent to
Avernus is easy. It may be said, too, with equal assurance, that once
General Arnold had committed himself to treachery and perfidy, his story
becomes sickening, and in the judgment of his countrymen, devoid of no
element of horror whether in its fo... |
"I do not know. I shall accept, of course. Later, not now, we can
decide.""This means that I am going too.""I suppose so. I shall have my headquarters there, and while they may
not be as commodious as Mount Pleasant, still I would rather have you
with me. We shall arrange for our departure accordingly.""You will, of co... |
Sir:--On the 24th of last month I received a note from you without date,
in answer to mine; also a letter from your house in answer to mine, with
a note from B. of the 30th of June, with an extract of a letter from Mr.
J. Osborn. I have paid particular attention to the contents of the
several letters. Had they arrived ... |
She would tell him before it were too late. Her silence at the very
moment when she should have acted was unfortunate. Perhaps his affection
had been killed by the blow and her protestations would be falling upon
barren soil. No matter! She would write and unfold her heart to him,
and tell him that she really and truly... |
He smiled and roused himself upright and put his arm around her and drew
her to him."There! There! I know what you mean, daughter. It means that I shall
have no say in the matter.""Why?""You will do it all.""No. I shall never leave you.""Yes, you will. You will be happier. But why didn't Stephen ask me about
it?""How d... |
"There is Mr. Adams, John Adams, with the great powdered periwig. The
tall thin man seated at his right is Thomas Jefferson, who wrote the
Declaration. He is, without doubt, the scholar of the Congress."Marjorie followed his whispering with evident interest. Never had she
been in the company of such notable men."Who is... |
"Permit me, my dear brethren, citizens of the United States, to address
you on this occasion. It is that God, that all powerful God, who hath
directed your steps; who, when you were without arms fought for you the
sword of justice; who, when you were in adversity, poured into your
hearts the spirit of courage, of wisdo... |
It was with genuine reluctance that he consented to listen to the
strange story as unfolded by his aide-de-camp, Captain Meagher. That
General Arnold should openly countenance rebellion was preposterous; to
become a party to it was incredible. Yet the veracity of his aide was
unquestionable, and the wealth of evidence ... |
"I did. I showed the letter to him, and asked if I might return to you.""He read it?""There! There! I am joking. He did not read it, but I did have it in my
hand, and I told him about you and that I was going back to take you
with me."Satisfied, she allowed herself to assume a more relaxed composure."You are going to d... |
There was some logic in his argument which began to impress Marjorie.
Arnold could exercise a tremendous amount of influence over the army.
Whether the strings of loyalty which had united their hearts with his
would be now snapped by his act of perfidy was the mooted question. As a
matter of fact a spirit of mutiny alr... |
Marjorie and her father were among the early arrivals on Market Street.
Little by little items of information came to them as they alternately
talked with their many acquaintances. Out of the many and varied
accounts one or two points had stood out prominently--Arnold had
attempted to surrender the fortress while Washi... |
It was the time of joy, of pure, unalloyed joy, yet he could not banish
altogether from his mind the memories of the past two years, years
crowded with events in his life and that of his beloved. There was,
indeed, much to be thankful for, and notwithstanding his exceedingly
great glee and the day of gladness which had... |
Produced by Roger Frank, Bruce Albrecht and the Online
Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net[Illustration: "The rich voice of the bishop was as impressive as it
had ever been." (See page 77)]THE INDIFFERENCE OF JULIETBy GRACE S. RICHMONDAuthor of
"The Second Violin" "The Dixons"With Illustrations
By HEN... |
"Let her! Good heavens, what sort of a place could I give her in town on
my salary? Now, in the very rural suburb I've picked out she can live in
the greatest comfort, and we can have a real home--something I haven't had
since Dad died and the old home and the money and all the rest of it
went."His face was grave now, ... |
Then she was gone up the diminutive staircase, and her light footsteps
could be heard on the bare floors overhead. Left alone, Anthony Robeson
stood still for a moment looking fixedly at the door by which she had
gone. The smile with which he had answered her gay fling had faded; his
eyes had grown dark with a singular... |
"Not at all. Tony, just study that table. It's massive, but it's
simple--simple as beauty always is. Look at those perfectly straight
legs--what clever cabinet maker couldn't copy that in--in ash, Tony? Then
there are stains--I've heard of them--that rub into wood and then finish
in some way so it's smooth and satiny. ... |
The coming Mrs. Robeson, if one might judge by her photograph, was a woman
to lend grace and dignity to her surroundings, whatever they might be.
Juliet could imagine her pretty, stately way of presiding at such small
feasts as the room was destined to see, making her guests quite forget
that she was not mistress of a ... |
It was certainly a brave attempt at eloquence, but perhaps it was not
wonderfully convincing. At all events it did not keep Anthony from taking
possession of one of her hands and interrupting her with a most irrelevant
speech."Juliet, do you remember telling me that you should expect a man who loved
you to carry your l... |
When Mr. Marcy reached the living-room again he found himself placed
gently but insistently in the easiest chair the room afforded, close by an
open window through which floated all the soft odours of country air
blowing lightly across apple orchards and gardens of old-fashioned
flowers. His daughter, bringing from the... |
"It was rather absurd to put up that awning at all, I suppose. But when
you can't afford a roof to your piazza, and compromise on an awning
instead, you naturally want to see how it is going to look, and you rush
it up. Besides, I think there was a strong impression on my mind that only
a few days intervened before our... |
Juliet rose and walked slowly to the edge of the steps. Anthony followed.
"Let's go and walk on the terrace," he proposed, and they ran down to the
smooth sward below. It was a warm night, with no dew, and the short-shaven
grass was dry. All the stars were out. Anthony walked beside the figure in
white, his hands clasp... |
He glanced, laughing, at his bride, as he spoke from where he stood in the
doorway. She was on the little landing of the staircase, at the opposite
end of the living-room. She looked down and across at him, and nearly
everybody in the room--they were thronging through at the moment--caught
that glance. She was smiling ... |
Drawn up close to the door stood the cart. Beside it waited Anthony.
Around the cart crowded twenty people. When Juliet came through them to
say good-bye the son of the Bishop murmured:"Er--Mrs. Robeson----""Yes, Mr. Farnham----" said Juliet promptly, her delicate flush answering
the name, as it had answered it many ti... |
It was a half-mile from the station to the house--the "box of a
house"--which had been Anthony's home for five months, and toward which he
now led his friends with the air of a man about to show his most treasured
possessions. He strode through the deepening snow as if he enjoyed the
strenuous tramp, setting a pace whi... |
"Good. Now, if you fellows will come back to the fire and have a pipeful
of talk we shall not be missed. In this house on ordinary occasions we
reverse the order of after-dinner privileges--the men retire to the
atmosphere of the sofa-pillows, and the women--I'm not allowed to tell
what they do. But after remaining dis... |
"What a night!" exulted the doctor, striding up the long hill beside
Rachel Redding breathing deep. "I'm thanking all my lucky stars that they
led my path across Anthony Robeson's to-night. I've been intending to come
out here ever since he was married--and might not have done it for another
six months if I hadn't got ... |
"Judith likes this, too, you know," Carey went on loyally. "She thinks
it's great. But how to get it for ourselves--that's another matter.
Somehow, you were lucky.""Did you ever happen to see," asked Anthony, "a photograph I took, just
for fun, of this house as it was when Juliet saw it first? No? Well, just
look in th... |
"I mustn't bother you. I was going to stay for lunch with you, it was so
hot in town, but I mustn't think of it when you're so----""Of course you'll stay," said Juliet with decision. "What you see before
you is only the smoke of battle. It will soon clear away. Run off--and
I'll be with you presently. You'll find the l... |
"You know well enough. And little enough of it I can get now with a
husband who never cares to stir." There was a suspicion of bitterness in
Judith's voice. But Juliet, ignoring it, went blithely on:"I've a strong conviction that one can't be happy without being busy. Now
that I can't keep up my athletic sports I shoul... |
"It does look tight," she said. "But have you grown heavier all at once?
It can't be long since you wore that coat before.""Don't believe I have for months. It's been altogether frock-coats and
informals. I haven't been to an evening affair with ladies for a good
while.""It doesn't look as it feels, I'm sure. It's gett... |
"Would you mind telling me," he began, "just what you intend to effect
with this combination? I never gave you credit, you know, Juliet, for
wanting to manage Fate, and I don't believe it now.""No, I don't want to manage Fate," said Juliet, smiling over her work,
"but I admit I want two things: I want you to see Rachel... |
"With the greatest pleasure in the world," replied the doctor promptly,
and stood aside to let her pass him. Whereupon she slipped by him, and
before he could realise that she had gone was running fleetly away in the
twilight down the winding, willow-hung path. With an exclamation he was
off after her, but though he da... |
"Hush--and don't look too happy to-morrow, Tony. Oh, here comes Rachel.
Isn't she lovely?""Now, watch," murmured Anthony, his face full of amusement. "It's as good
as the best comedy I ever saw. See Suzanne. She never looked toward
Rachel, but don't tell me she wasn't aware of the very instant Rachel came
upon the porc... |
But at that Anthony turned away, where his face could not be seen, and
stood by the open door. Mrs. Dingley laid an affectionate hand on his
arm."Don't worry, Tony," she said gently."I can't help it.""This is new to you. Juliet is young and strong--and full of courage.""Bless her!""In the morning you'll both be very ha... |
"Now, tell me," began the doctor the instant they were off, "is she going
to persist in this awful sacrifice?""Poor Rachel," breathed Juliet. "So many lovers--and so unhappy.""Is she unhappy?" begged the doctor. "Is she? If I only were sure of
it----""What girl wouldn't be unhappy--to be making even one man out of two ... |
Anthony looked at him good-humouredly. "I can see that you have got to be
suppressed," he said, with a hand on Stevens's collar. "I can tell you in
a breath just what's going into this room at present. The floor is to have
a matting, one of those heavy, cloth-like mattings. Auntie Dingley has
presented me with one fine... |
[Illustration: "Toys which can be relied upon to please a twenty
months old infant."]The boy cast an indifferently polite eye on these gifts as their charms
were exhibited to him, and clasped the brown and scarlet rooster to his
breast. There were moments, half hours even, when he became sufficiently
diverted from his ... |
With tightly shut lips Anthony watched the doctor put a bright edge on his
smallest blade, then, satisfied, drop the open knife into the water
bubbling over a spirit-lamp. Anthony turned his head away for an instant
from the struggling little figure on the bed. Barnes eyed him keenly."You're game, of course?" he said.A... |
"That might come," said Juliet softly. "I'm sure it would, Judith. As for
Wayne, if you could see the look on his face I've surprised there more
than once, when he had little Anthony, and he thought nobody noticed, it
would make your heart ache, dear. Don't deny him--or yourself--the best
thing that can happen to eithe... |
"You certainly would," asserted Anthony. "We never guessed how much there
would be to occupy us in the country, but there seems hardly time to write
letters. Nobody can believe, till he tries, how much pleasure there is in
wheedling a garden into growing, nor how well the labour makes him sleep
o' nights.""Yes--I think... |
"We're certainly as much in order now as we shall be for some time. Let's
have them out. You'll find they'll see everything there is to praise. It's
their way."So Anthony and Juliet were asked, and came. Wayne's prophecy was proven a
true one--even Judith grew complacent as her friends admired the result of
her house-f... |
"Wait a little bit. You're so used to the glare your eyes are not good for
seeing what I mean. Study the lamp itself a minute. Did you ever see
anything so fascinating as the gleam through those jewels? An electric
bulb inside would add to the brilliancy, though it's not so soft a light
to read by, and the effect in th... |
"_Fire!--fire!_" he shouted, and alarmed the fire company, who, as fire
companies should be, were ready to start on the instant. The hose-cart,
propelled by a pair of stout legs, made a gallant dash down the edge of
the garden, followed by the hook-and-ladder company, their equipment just
three feet long. It took energ... |
Before it seemed possible two hours had slipped past. And now, on every
car which whirled by the corner, Anthony began to expect Juliet. He
dreaded yet longed to see her. He turned cold at the thought of telling
her the situation, yet at the same time he felt as if she might have some
sort of a solution ready which nob... |
"I would rather manage a hundred striking workmen," he said to himself
with emphasis.XXVI.--ON GUARDWhile little Tony had been growing, waxing strong and sturdy: while Juliet
had been tending and training him, learning, as every mother does, more
than she could impart: Anthony, in his place, had not stood still. The
st... |
Juliet happened to be wearing a trim linen skirt of short walking length,
which impeded her movements as slightly as anything not strictly adapted
to the exercise could do. Although her fencing lessons were some years
past, the paraphernalia belonging both to herself and Anthony were in the
house, and an occasional bou... |
"Did you know Roger Barnes was back?" asked Wayne Carey of Anthony
Robeson, on the evening of the twenty-fifth of June, as the two met on the
street corner from which Anthony was to take his car. Electrics ran within
a few rods of his home now, but they ran only at fifteen-minute intervals
and were difficult to catch."... |
Anthony did not turn as the step he had been watching for sounded upon the
porch. To save his life he could not help keeping his eyes upon Rachel's
face. Rachel herself looked up with the air of the visitor who does not
know the guests of the house, and the expression Anthony saw upon her face
showed only the slightest... |
"Oh, give up to me," he said in her ear, his own breath coming fast.
"You've been fighting it four years now--it's no use. We were made for
each other, and we've known it from the first. You stood heroically by
your first promise--you gave him all you could; but that's all over. You
don't have to be true to anything or... |
Among the old favorites in the field of what is known as historical
fiction, there are none which appeal to a larger number of Americans
than Horseshoe Robinson, and this because it is the only story which
depicts with fidelity to the facts the heroic efforts of the colonists
in South Carolina to defend their h... |
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