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Page 72 - No, I don't think I feel like it," and had added: "Perhaps your mother might like to go." And the next evening just at dusk, when the news ran through the town, he said the first thought that flashed through his head was: "Mrs. Thompson's on that boat." He told this right as I say it— without the least doubt or confusion. He never for a moment imagined she was on the Lusitania or the Olympic or any other boat. He knew she was on this one. He said you could have knocked him down where he stood....
Page 75 - All the young boys and the toughs and the men in the band got down on the lower deck forward, where the boat was dirtiest and where the anchor was and the coils of rope. And upstairs on the after deck there were Lilian Drone and Miss Lawson, the high school teacher, with a book of German poetry— Gothey I think it was— and the bank teller and the younger men. In the centre, standing beside the rail, were Dean Drone and Dr. Gallagher, looking through binocular glasses at the shore. Up in front...
Page 1 - To the careless eye the scene on the Main Street of a summer afternoon is one of deep and unbroken peace. The empty street sleeps in the sunshine. There is a horse and buggy tied to the hitching post in front of Glover's hardware store. There is, usually and commonly, the burly figure of Mr. Smith, proprietor of Smith's Hotel, standing in his chequered waistcoat on the steps of his hostelry, and perhaps, further up the street Lawyer Macartney going for his afternoon mail, or the Rev. Mr. Drone, the...
Page 66 - British connexion, till the twelfth of the month, when everybody is wearing an orange streamer in his coat and the Orangemen (every man in town) walk in the big procession. Allegiance! Well, perhaps you remember the address they gave to the Prince of Wales on the platform of the Mariposa station as he went through on his tour to the west. I think that pretty well settled that question. So you will easily understand that of course everybody belongs to the Knights of Pythias and the Masons and Oddfellows,...
Page 82 - ... all about these details anyway. So the day wore on and presently the sun came through the trees on a slant and the steamer whistle blew with a great puff of white steam and all the people came straggling down to the wharf and pretty soon the Mariposa Belle had floated out on to the lake again and headed for the town, twenty miles away. • •••••• I suppose you have often noticed the contrast there is between an excursion on its way out in the morning and what it looks like on the...
Page 2 - Ask any of its inhabitants if Mariposa isn'ta busy, hustling, thriving town. Ask Mullins, the manager of the Exchange Bank, who comes hustling over to his office from the Mariposa House every day at 10.30 and has scarcely time all morning to go out and take a drink with the manager of the Commercial; or ask — well, for the matter of that, ask any of them if they ever knew a more rushing go-a-head town than Mariposa.
Page 3 - Oddfellows' brass band on the street every other Friday; the Mariposa Quartette, the Salvation Army— why, after a few months' residence you begin to realize that the place is a mere mad round of gaiety.
Page vi - I was educated at Upper Canada College, Toronto, of which I was head boy in 1887. From there I went to the University of Toronto, where I graduated in 1891. At the University I spent my entire time in the acquisition of languages, living, dead, and half-dead, and knew nothing of the outside world. In this diligent pursuit of words I spent about sixteen hours of each day. Very soon after graduation I had forgotten the languages, and found myself intellectually bankrupt. In other words I was what is...
Page 94 - ... almost exhausted when they got them; men leaning from the steamer threw them ropes and one by one every man was hauled aboard just as the lifeboat sank under their feet. Saved! by Heaven, saved, by one of the smartest pieces of rescue work ever seen on the lake. There's no use describing it; you need to see rescue work of this kind by lifeboats to understand it. Nor were the lifeboat crew the only ones that distinguished themselves. Boat after boat and canoe after canoe had put out from Mariposa...
Page xi - Preface offered the lead, touching as it does at its conclusion tenderly on the "land of hope and sunshine where little towns spread their square streets and their trim maple trees beside placid lakes almost within echo of the primeval forest," and asserting the "affection" at the basis of its portrayal.