” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. ” “Has my sister been unkind to you?” “The family,” he declared, “has not treated me with consideration. It is with the building raised after this direful calamity that our history has to deal. " O'Higgins laughed. “Maybe someday I can look them up again, just to see how they are doing. ’ ‘Woof!’ uttered the sergeant, jumping back. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct.
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