Conspicuous among the dusty passengers, the two pretty and youthful faces of the daughters of Philip Carr, mining superintendent and engineer, looked from the windows with no little anxiety towards their future home in the straggling settlement below, that occasionally came in view at the turns of the long zigzagging road.
"We can't stop HERE, papa," said Christie Carr decidedly, with a shake of her pretty head.
Carr looked up at the building; it was half grocery, half saloon.
"But they're not," said Jessie Carr indignantly; "and the few that were here scampered off like rabbits to their burrows as soon as they saw us get down."
Carr and his daughters, simultaneously removed their various and remarkable head coverings, and waited until Fairfax advanced and severally presented them.
Carr, alive only to the actual business that had brought him there, at once took possession of Fairfax, and began to disclose his plans for the working of the mine, occasionally halting to look at the work already done in the ditches, and to examine the field of his future operations.
But there weren't any black things in the last missionary barrel, only a lady's velvet basque which Deacon
Carr's wife said wasn't suitable for me at all; besides, it had white spots--worn, you know--on both elbows, and some other places.
FRANCIS
CARR BEARD (FELLOW OF THE ROYAL COLLEGE OF SURGEONS OF ENGLAND), IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE TIME WHEN THE CLOSING SCENES OF THIS STORY WERE WRITTEN.
Carr was none of our blood, nor noways connected with us, as I've ever heared."
There was a lot of alleged witchcraft mixed up with it; and the story goes that a man-servant listening at the keyhole heard the truth in a talk between the King and
Carr; and the bodily ear with which he heard grew large and monstrous as by magic, so awful was the secret.
Then they had a conversation befitting the day and their time of life: about the next pigeon-match at Battersea, with relative bets upon Ross and Osbaldiston; about Mademoiselle Ariane of the French Opera, and who had left her, and how she was consoled by Panther
Carr; and about the fight between the Butcher and the Pet, and the probabilities that it was a cross.
By Night he fled, and at Midnight return'd From compassing the Earth, cautious of day, Since URIEL Regent of the Sun descri'd His entrance, and forewarnd the Cherubim That kept thir watch; thence full of anguish driv'n, The space of seven continu'd Nights he rode With darkness, thrice the Equinoctial Line He circl'd, four times cross'd the
Carr of Night From Pole to Pole, traversing each Colure; On the eighth return'd, and on the Coast averse From entrance or Cherubic Watch, by stealth Found unsuspected way.