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The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 15. Back At The Blue Pavilions The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 15. Back At The Blue Pavilions

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 15. Back At The Blue Pavilions
CHAPTER XV. BACK AT THE BLUE PAVILIONSFour weeks afterwards Tristram was put into a boat and taken up to London, whence after two days' rest he was removed by easy stages home to Harwich. At the gate of Captain Barker's pavilion he passed into the care of Dr. Beckerleg, who put him to bed at once and dared him to get up. As he was borne up the garden-path Sophia peeped through a chink of the little blue door; and got not another glimpse of her lover for another six weeks. It was a soft and sunny morning in October month... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2138

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 14. The Galleys And The Frigate The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 14. The Galleys And The Frigate

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 14. The Galleys And The Frigate
CHAPTER XIV. THE GALLEYS AND THE FRIGATE_I.--The Frigate. The _Merry Maid had left the Texel by the narrow gut called De Witt's Diep, with her convoy following in line and in admirable order. The breeze was fair for England. A full round moon rose over the sandbanks behind them as Captain Barker sent the pilots ashore and stood easily out to sea, for the most of his merchant-ships were sluggish sailers, and not a few overladen. So clear was the night that, as he paced the quarter-deck with the dew falling steadily around him, he could not only count... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 3247

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 13. Captain Salt Effects One Surprise And Plans Two More The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 13. Captain Salt Effects One Surprise And Plans Two More

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 13. Captain Salt Effects One Surprise And Plans Two More
CHAPTER XIII. CAPTAIN SALT EFFECTS ONE SURPRISE AND PLANS TWO MOREOn the sixth day after his departure Captain Salt returned to Dunkirk unexpectedly. He arrived about four in the afternoon and was rowed at once to the Commodore's galley. He climbed on deck and looked about him. The lieutenant stepped forward. Captain Salt shook hands and asked: "Where is the Commodore?" "In his cabin." "Alone?" "No; he is holding a council of war. All his captains are there." Captain Salt whistled softly to himself. "How long have they been sitting?" he asked. "Less than ten minutes.... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 3289

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 9. The Four Men At The 'White Lamb' The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 9. The Four Men At The "White Lamb"

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 9. The Four Men At The 'White Lamb'
CHAPTER IX. THE FOUR MEN AT THE "WHITE LAMB""Well, my son," began Captain Salt, as the Earl reascended the stairs. "Thanks be that we are alone together at last! Do I not keep my promises?" "Indeed, father, you are kind. There is only one thing--" "What is that?" "I should prefer to return to Harwich alive; and seeing that I have eaten nothing for a day and a half--" His father interrupted him by taking his arm and hurrying him off to the kitchen of the auberge a fat woman was basting a couple of ducks before... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1690

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 8. Father And Son The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 8. Father And Son

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 8. Father And Son
CHAPTER VIII. FATHER AND SONTristram, meanwhile, was lying in darkness on board the _Good Intent_, a frigate of twenty-six guns, converted for the nonce into a transport-ship to accommodate three companies of his Majesty's Second Household Regiment, the Coldstreams. To this regiment the Earl had thought fit to attach him at first, not only on account of his fine inches, but also to keep him out of his father's way, being unwilling that the two should meet until he had visited the Blue Pavilions and endeavoured to bring Captain Barker and Captain Runacles to terms. It cannot be said that... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 933

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 7. The Captains Make A False Start The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 7. The Captains Make A False Start

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 7. The Captains Make A False Start
CHAPTER VII. THE CAPTAINS MAKE A FALSE STARTIt was past midnight when Captain Runacles left his friend's pavilion and let himself through the little blue door to his own garden. The heavens were clear and starry, and he paused for a moment on the grass-plot, his hands clasped behind him, his head tilted back and his eyes fixed on the Great Bear that hung directly overhead. "Poor Jack!" he muttered, shaking his head at the constellation, as if gently accusing Fate. His nature had been considerably softened by the little man's distress, and he had come away with a generous... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2488

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 6. The Earl Of Marlborough Seeks Recruits The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 6. The Earl Of Marlborough Seeks Recruits

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 6. The Earl Of Marlborough Seeks Recruits
CHAPTER VI. THE EARL OF MARLBOROUGH SEEKS RECRUITSNight had fallen. It was past eight o'clock, and Captain John and Captain Jemmy sat facing each other, one on each side of the empty fireplace, in Captain John's library. They were in complete darkness--for the red glow of tobacco in the pipe which Captain Jemmy puffed dejectedly could hardly be called a light. For half an hour no word had been spoken, when somebody tapped at the door. "What is it?" asked Captain Barker. "A gentleman to see you," answered the voice of Mr. Swiggs. "What's his name?" "He won't... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 612

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 5. A Swarm Of Bees The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 5. A Swarm Of Bees

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 5. A Swarm Of Bees
CHAPTER V. A SWARM OF BEESThe green volumes in which, for the next thirteen years, Captain Barker kept accurate chronicle of Tristram's progress, and of every fact, however trivial, that seemed to illustrate it, have since been lost to the world, as our story will show. There were thirty-seven of these volumes; and as soon as one was filled Dr. Beckerleg presented another. It is our duty to take up the tale on the 1st of May, 1691--the very day upon which misfortune stopped Captain Barker's pen and (as it turned out) closed his _magnum opus for ever. Let... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1163

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 4. The Two Pavilions (continued) The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 4. The Two Pavilions (continued)

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 4. The Two Pavilions (continued)
CHAPTER IV. THE TWO PAVILIONS (continued)"We must have an apiarium," Captain Barker announced a week later. "What's that?" Mr. Swiggs asked. "Half a dozen beehives, at least." "No room." "There is nothing," pursued Captain Barker, "that gives such character to a garden as an apiarium unless it be fishponds. I will have both." "No water." "The fishponds shall be constantly supplied with running water. I will have three ponds at different levels, connected with miniature waterfalls and approached by an _allee verte_. The glimpse of water between green hedges will be extremely refreshing to the eye. The apiarium shall stand... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2670

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 3. The Two Pavilions The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 3. The Two Pavilions

The Blue Pavilions - Chapter 3. The Two Pavilions
CHAPTER III. THE TWO PAVILIONSCaptain Barker and Captain Runacles had been friends from boyhood. They had been swished together at Dr. Huskisson's school, hard by the Water Gate; had been packed off to sea in the same ship, and afterwards had more than once smelt powder together. Admiral Blake and Sir Christopher Mings had turned them into tough fighters by sea; and Margaret Tellworthy had completed their education ashore, and made them better friends by rejecting both. In an access of misogyny they had planned and built their blue pavilions, beside the London road, vowing to shut themselves up... Long Stories - Post by : joebiff - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 700

Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 2 Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 2

Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 2
CONCLUSION CHAPTER IIFrom Epworth John Wesley rode on to Sheffield, and then southward through Coventry, Evesham and Painswick to Bristol, preaching as he went, sometimes thrice a day: from Bristol to Cardiff and back; and so, on Sunday evening, July 18th, towards London. On Tuesday morning he dismounted by the door of the Foundry, having left it just two months before. To his surprise it was opened by Hetty: but at once he guessed the reason. "Mother?" "Hist! The end is very near--a few hours perhaps." She kissed him. "I have been with her these five days, taking... Long Stories - Post by : compasscindy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1902

Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 1 Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 1

Hetty Wesley - Conclusion - Chapter 1
CONCLUSION CHAPTER I"Unto him that worketh not, but believeth on Him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted to him for righteousness." All the world has heard how John Wesley rode, eight years later, into Epworth; and how, his father's pulpit having been denied to him, he stood outside upon his father's tomb and preached evening after evening in the warm June weather the gospel of Justification by Faith to the listening crowd. Visitors are shown the grit slab, now recut and resting on a handsome structure of stone, but then upon plainest brickwork; and are bidden to notice,... Long Stories - Post by : compasscindy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2672

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 8 Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 8

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 8
BOOK IV CHAPTER VIIISamuel Wesley to the Lord Chancellor. Westminster, January 14th, 1733-4. My Lord,--The small rectory of Wroote, in the diocese and county of Lincoln, adjoining to the Isle of Axholme, is in the gift of the Lord Chancellor, and more then seven years since it was conferred on Samuel Wesley, Rector of Epworth. It lies in our low levels, and is often overflowed--four or five years since I have had it; and the people have lost most or all the fruits of the earth to that degree that it has hardly brought me in fifty pounds per annum,... Long Stories - Post by : compasscindy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2167

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 7 Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 7

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 7
BOOK IV CHAPTER VII"And my brothers visit her?" Twilight with invisible veils closed around Epworth, its parsonage, and the high-walled garden where Molly, staff in hand, limped to and fro beside Johnny Whitelamb--promoted now to be the Reverend John Whitelamb, B.A. He had arrived that afternoon, having walked all the way from Oxford. --"Whenever they visit London," he answered. "Charles, you know, upheld her from the first; and John has come to admit that her sufferings have lifted her above man's judgment. They talk with her as with their equal in wit--" "Why, and so she is!" "No doubt: but... Long Stories - Post by : sleepy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 2034

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 3 Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 3

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 3
BOOK IV CHAPTER IIIMolly's protest against the tyranny of home had long since passed into a mere withholding of assent. She went about her daily task more dutifully than ever. She had always been the household drudge: but now she not only took over all the clerical work upon the _Dissertationes in Librum Jobi (for the Rector's right hand was shaken by palsy and the drawings occupied more and more of Johnny Whitelamb's time); she devised new schemes for eking out the family income. She bred poultry. With Johnny's help--he was famous with the spade--she added half... Long Stories - Post by : illPhever - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1567

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 2 Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 2

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 2
BOOK IV CHAPTER IIEXTRACTED FROM THE WESLEY CORRESPONDENCE. 1. From Charles Wesley at Oxford to his brother John at Stanton in Gloucestershire. January 20th, 1727. Poor Sister Hetty! 'twas but a week before I left London that I knew she was at it. Little of that time you may be sure, did I lose, being with her almost continually; I could almost envy myself the doat of pleasure I had crowded within that small space. In a little neat room she had hired, did the good-natured, ingenuous, contented creature watch, and I talk, over a few short days... Long Stories - Post by : illPhever - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 653

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 1 Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 1

Hetty Wesley - Book 4 - Chapter 1
BOOK IV CHAPTER I"I never knew you were such a needlewoman, Hetty. It has been nothing but stitch-stitch for these two hours--and the same yesterday, and the day before. See, the kettle's boiling. Lay down your sewing, that's a dear creature; make me a dish of tea; and while you're doing it, let me see your eyes and hear your voice." Hetty dropped her hands on her lap and let them rest there for a moment, while she looked across at Charles with a smile. "As for talking," she answered, "it seems to me you have been doing... Long Stories - Post by : illPhever - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1648

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 16 Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 16

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 16
BOOK III CHAPTER XVILate in September, having been chosen to preach on St. Michael's Day in St. Michael's Church the sermon annually delivered by a Fellow of Lincoln, John travelled up to Oxford, whither Charles followed him a week or two later, to take up his residence in Christ Church, and be matriculated on the first day of the October term. John had deferred his journey to the last moment, in order to stand godfather to Nancy's healthy firstborn. John Lambert--honest man and proud father--had honoured the event with a dinner, and very nearly wrecked his own domestic peace by... Long Stories - Post by : illPhever - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1453

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 15 Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 15

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 15
BOOK III CHAPTER XVJohn remained at Epworth until Thursday evening. Dark was falling when he set out to tramp back to Wroote, but the guns of a few late partridge-shooters yet echoed across the common. A little beyond Scawsit Bridge a figure came over the fields towards him, walking swiftly in the twilight--a woman. He drew aside to let her pass; but in that instant she stretched out both hands to him and he recognised her. "Hetty!" She dropped her arms. "Are you not going to kiss me, Jack? Do you, too, cast me off?" "God... Long Stories - Post by : Lynn_C - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1625

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 14 Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 14

Hetty Wesley - Book 3 - Chapter 14
BOOK III CHAPTER XIV"For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you: but if ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." John Wesley laid his Bible down beside him on the rustic seat under the filbert-tree, and leaned back against the trunk with half-closed eyes. By and by he frowned, and the frown, instead of passing, grew deeper. His sermons, as a rule, arranged themselves neatly and rapidly, when once the text was chosen: but to-day his thoughts ran by fits and starts, and confusedly--a thing he abhorred.... Long Stories - Post by : Lynn_C - Date : May 2012 - Author : Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch - Read : 1577