Richard Harding Davis

Richard Harding Davis

Summary

Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis,  The Consul

“ For the thirteenth time a gun shook the brooding swamp land of Porto Banos. And then, and not until then, did the flag crawl slowly from the mast-head. Mary Cairns broke the tenseness by bursting into tears. But Marshall saw that every one else, save she and Livingstone, were still smiling. Even the bluejackets in charge of the launch were grinning at him. He was beset by smiling faces. And then from the war-ship, unchecked, came, against all regulations, three long, splendid cheers. ”
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Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis,  The Consul

“ Livingstone exclaimed in indignant protest. Hanley moved a step nearer and, to emphasize what he said, tapped his knuckles on the desk. With the air of one confident of his advantage, he spoke slowly and softly.
“Do you appreciate,” he asked, “that, while you may be of some importance down here in this fever swamp, in Washington I am supposed to carry some weight? Do you appreciate that I am a senator from a State that numbers four millions of people, and that you are preventing me from serving those people?” Marshall inclined his head gravely and politely.
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Portrait of Richard Harding Davis Richard Harding Davis,  The Consul

“ José, the Colombian clerk, appalled by the unprecedented invasion of visitors, of visitors so distinguished, and Marshall, grateful for a chance to serve his fellow-countrymen, and especially his countrywomen, were ubiquitous, eager, indispensable. At José’s desk the great senator, rolling his cigar between his teeth, was using, to José’s ecstasy, José’s own pen to write a reassuring message to the White House. At the consul’s desk a beautiful creature, all in lace and pearls, was struggling to compress the very low opinion she held of a hurricane into ten words. ”
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