It was he who suggested the petition, which is not likely to do much good, as the thing cannot be done in any such fashion However, I have promised Brown to get as many signatures as I can; so you may as well sign it, Erskine.
This will make Brown happy for the rest of the month.
John Brown, on the opposite sidewalk, portly and comfortable, with his furred cloak thrown open, disclosing a handsome surtout beneath.
Brown again, "what the devil are you about there, that I hear such a racket whenever I pass by?
Come, Goodman Brown," cried his fellow-traveller, "this is a dull pace for the beginning of a journey.
We have been a race of honest men and good Christians since the days of the martyrs; and shall I be the first of the name of Brown that ever took this path and kept"
Father Brown began to get to his feet in some disorder.
This is very serious," said Father Brown, gathering his errant hat and umbrella and standing up; "in point of fact I was just putting your case before this gentleman, and his view--"
Scarcely were Brown
and McTavish back at the table when the latter reconnoitered.
Yet was she triumphant, for she had gained possession of the Brown
Valentin had learned by his inquiries that morning that a Father Brown
from Essex was bringing up a silver cross with sapphires, a relic of considerable value, to show some of the foreign priests at the congress.
had great advantage of Molly in this particular; for the former had indeed no breasts, her bosom (if it may be so called), as well in colour as in many other properties, exactly resembling an antient piece of parchment, upon which any one might have drummed a considerable while without doing her any great damage.
And this present writer, having for many years of his life been a devout Brown
-worshipper, and, moreover, having the honour of being nearly connected with an eminently respectable branch of the great Brown
family, is anxious, so far as in him lies, to help the wheel over, and throw his stone on to the pile.
And ever the road seemed to rise under the noses of the snorting mares, filling the air with noiseless flight, drifting down the breeze in clouds of brown
and yellow soft-flaked as snow, and piling in mounds against the fences, ever driven to float helplessly on the irrigation ditches along the roadside.
The straw hat then inquires of the brown
hat, whether that coach in which he (the straw hat) then sits, is not a new one?