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The Daily Dispatch: January 5, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 2 (search)
The Manchester marriage. Mr. and Mrs. Openshaw came from Manchester to settle in London. He had been whaMrs. Openshaw came from Manchester to settle in London. He had been what is called in Lancashire a salesman for a large manufacturing firm, who were extending their business, and opening a warehouse in the city, where Mr. Openshaw was now to superintend their affairs. He rather enjoyed the he had two, for the elder, a girl of eleven, was Mrs. Openshaw's child by Frank Wilson, her first husband. Theep up what be called the true Saxon accent. Mrs. Openshaw's Christian name was Alice, and her first husbanof a funeral bell over her heart. By-and-by Mr. Openshaw came to lodge with them. He had started in lifehimself as almost settled for life in them. Mr. Openshaw had been too busy all his days to be introspecti unlike the continual prattle of a child, caught Mr. Openshaw's attention in spite of himself. One day — he hstood for an instant with the door in her hand. Mr. Openshaw looked as if he were deep in his book, though in
The Daily Dispatch: January 7, 1861., [Electronic resource], The National crisis. (search)
d cooed, and chattered so continually, that Mr. Openshaw first wondered what they could find to say , and many an evening that following summer Mr. Openshaw drew her along himself, regardless of the rt night she sent up Norah with his tea. But Mr. Openshaw almost knocked Norah down as she was going lans was in Norah's behalf. "No," said Mr. Openshaw. "Norah shall take care of the old lady as was happier than it had ever been before. Mr. Openshaw required no demonstration, no expressions oind, she should go that very day. Norah and Mr. Openshaw were not on the most thoroughly cordial ter They had been there about a year, when Mr. Openshaw suddenly informed his wife that he had detecome and pay them a visit and see London.--Mrs. Openshaw had never seen this uncle and aunt of her r return she hastily changed her dress, for Mr. Openshaw had planned that they should go to Richmond. Accordingly, about five o'clock Mr. and Mrs. Openshaw and Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick set off. The[2 more...]
The Daily Dispatch: January 8, 1861., [Electronic resource], Valuable Relic. (search)
the passage, the sleeping-nursery opened out of Mr. and Mrs. Openshaw's room, in order that they miws he was here, mother," (half angrily, as Mrs. Openshaw shook her head in smiling incredulity.) l, we will ask Norah when she comes," said Mrs. Openshaw, soothingly. "But we won't talk any more al asleep. "What was the matter?" asked Mr. Openshaw, as his wife returned to bed. "Ailsie e." And no more was said at the time. Mrs. Openshaw had almost forgotten the whole affair when angrily to Ailsie, a most unusual thing. Both Mr. and Mrs. Openshaw listened in astonishment. Mrs. Openshaw listened in astonishment. "Hold your tongue, Ailsie! let me hear none of your dreams; never let me hear you tell that stor was let alone. Down stairs they went, Mr. Openshaw carrying Ailsie; the sturdy Edwin coming stced in a chair by the breakfast table, and then Mr. and Mrs. Openshaw stood together at the window,Mrs. Openshaw stood together at the window, waiting their visitors' appearance and making plans for the day. There was a pause. Suddenly Mr. [6 more...]
The Daily Dispatch: January 10, 1861., [Electronic resource], Letter from Hon. John M. Botts. (search)
sank down on the ground. To her surprise, Mr. Openshaw raised her up very tenderly. Even the polieman helped to lay her on the sofa; and, at Mr. Openshaw's desire, he went for some wine and sandwiceariness and exhaustion. "Norah," said Mr. Openshaw, in his kindest voice, "the brooch is foundho she was waiting for. She suddenly pushed Mr. Openshaw away, saying, "On, sir, you must go — you m words. The policeman had left the room at Mr. Openshaw's desire, and they two were alone. "Yoh, solemnly. "God only knows," replied Mr. Openshaw, in the same tone. "Your name and address adead and cold." "God forgive me!" said Mr. Openshaw. "God forgive us all!" said Norah. "Yo Nor did Alice inquire into the reason why Mr. Openshaw had been absent during his uncle and aunt'ssie and her "father," (as she always called Mr. Openshaw) drove to a cemetery a little way out of toon it — that was all. Sitting by the grave, Mr. Openshaw told her the story; and for the sad fate of[4 more...]<