Why, I called on Colonel Clifford years ago, and told him there was coal on that farm; and I almost went on my knees to him to profit by it." "You don't say that, Mr.Hope ?" "I do say it, and I shall have to swear it.

You may be sure Mr.Bartley will subpoena me, if this wretched squabble gets into court." "But what did my father say to you ?" "He was kind and courteous to me.

I was poor as a rat, and dusty with travel--on foot; and he was a fine gentleman, as he always is, when he is not in too great a passion.

He told me more than one land-owner had wasted money in this county groping for coal.

He would not waste his money nor dirty his fingers.