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choir aahs 5 Y 5@ 5 5@ 5 5@ : :@ 5 5@ 0 0@ 2 2@ . .@ 5 5@ 4 4@ 2 2@ 0 0@ ) )@ 5 5@ 5 5@ 5 5@ : :@ 5 5@ 0 0@ 2 2@ . .@ 5 5@ 4 4@ 2 2@ 0 0@ ) )@ 5 5@ 7 7@ 9 9@ 5 5@ 7 7@ 0 0@ 0 0@ 4 4@ 5 5@ . .@ 5 5@ 0 0@ 2 2@ + +@ - -@ . .@ 0 0@ 0 0@ ) )@ / MTrk { Es ist ein Ros’ ent sprun gen aus ei ner Wur zel zart, wie uns die Al ten sun gen, von Jes se ist die Art und hat ein Blüm lein bracht mit ten im kal ten Win ter wohl zu der hal ben Nacht. / MTrk s Das Blüm lein das ich mei ne, da von Je sa ja sagt: hat uns ge bracht al lei ne Ma rie, die rei ne Magd; aus Got tes ew gen Rat hat sie ein Kind ge bo ren, wel ches uns se lig macht. / That accounts for it. I didnt know he was going to make the hop or I might not have come myselfbut nowwell, the man broke off his phrase and started to clamber into the control seat, lets get going. Larry, startled, seeing the pain in the face just under his own, relaxed for an instant, only being sure that his quick grip on the wrist holding the weapon in its hand was not released. When all his phrases were quite used up, Stone changed the key. What could be done for Mr. Taylor? Mr. Taylor motioned with his usual urbanity that the burden of speech lay with Cairness. What could he do for Mr. Cairness, then? But though the 21st of January was to be the day of the grand attack on the Ministry, the battle was not deferred till then. Every day was a field-day, and the sinking Minister was dogged step by step, his influence weakened by repeated divisions, and his strength worn out by the display of the inevitable approach of the catastrophe. The first decided defeat that he suffered was in the election of the Chairman of Committees. The Ministerial candidate, Giles Earle, was thrown out by a majority of two hundred and forty-two to two hundred and thirty-eight, and the Opposition candidate, Dr. Lee, was hailed by a shout that rent the House. Other close divisions followed. The fall of Walpole was now certain, and he would have consulted both his dignity and comfort in resigning at once. This was the earnest advice of his friends, but he had been too long accustomed to power to yield willingly. He was oppressed with a sense of his defeats, and the insolence of enemies whom he had so long calmly looked down upon without fear. He was growing old and wanted repose, but he still clung convulsively to his authority, though he had ceased to enjoy it. "Look out for your own men, my son," answered the Deacon, in whom the fire of battle was burning. "I'll look out for myself. If I'm hit the Gover'ment won't lose nothin'. I'm only a citizen." "Probably a caucus outside to set up the pins before goin' into the full meetin'," he said to himself. "As I always like to be with the winnin' side, I guess I'll jest jine 'em." "But it's sass of him to go sending off the girl wudout your leave." "Read it." HoMEһëƬѲŻ
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