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... her head, and ran to her dressing-bag. She dared not risk a scratch on those burnished surfaces She brushed away in frantic haste; he might come at un{ moment. She must conuer this stranger father in the first instant of &oir meeting. She was sure he would ...
... party left London at 9-50 p.m. on Tuesday, arrived at St. Ives at 7-40 a.m. on Wednesday, breakfasted at Shaw’s Cafe, took a hast nm{le around St. Ives, and left here at 10-fig a.m. for the Land’s End, via Penzance. They left Penzance at 8-45 p.m. the same ...
... Fortunately the lifeboat house escaped : the ’ boat itself and most of the gear were removed to le S Employer Summoned° the West Pier for safety. . At St. Ives Petty Seniom:l?n Wednesday, Mr. > - o Frank Lake, newsagent, of Tregenna-place, was THE WORK OF THE ...
... Woolcock I worens. KRG Woman Found Shot at | CORNISH FISHERMEN AND THE | Padstow Harbour Works. Ludgvan. 2 QUESTION. | A NEW PIER TO BE BUILT. el 'LETTER FROM SIR CLIFFORD CORY, HMER BODY UNDER A HEDGE. LE SoRTTS BILL. GREAT FUTURE FOR THE PORT —_— | _ ...
... comeellor, is the agent in this land of God's you got a pill or a potion about you that you can uierey ? ' say you brought in haste for him to try ? And does not your great Queen Victoria., or her At Chet the ill u hemberlain smiled and gurgled, No, said ...
... He had the k?.. of his little house and as though alout to strike the man before him. | SOt C e e o despatch Moouey post haste | assented one of the younger men. * The right shop in his band, and he held them on high so Bat Lucas stood his ground. - ...
... pudding well Father—and he sa i d I was to ma k e h aste. alight—but merriment there was none. Just You looked like making haste when I met you, like a wet Sunday, said Philip. Mr. Moneta' gun . ling the money you were given for the boat ! carved the ...