W. A. Fraser

W. A. Fraser

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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine

The lady-who-had-seen took in the situation in an instant; for jealousy acts like new wine on the intellect. She darted forward, picked up the obese little god, and, with a sweet smile on her gentle face, proffered it to the captain's companion, with the remark, "I think you've dropped one of your children's toys."
Captain Larry was speechless; he was like a hamstrung elephant, and as helpless.
A private secretary is a most useful adjunct to a Chief Commissioner, but a private secretary with brains is a jewel.
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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine

Sir Lemuel's wine had been a standing reproach to Government House. A dinner there either turned a man into a teetotaler or a dyspeptic; and at tiffin, when the captain broached a bottle of it, he set his glass down with a roar. "He's brought me the vinegar," he exclaimed, "or the coal oil. Is there no better wine in the house than this?" he asked the butler; and when told there wasn't, he insisted upon the secretary writing out an order at once for fifty dozen Pommery. "Have it back in time for dinner, sure!
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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine

I've got to meet Lady Jones, and I'm late."
Jumping into the cart he drove off at a furious clip. Fate, in the shape of the Ironclad, swooped down upon him at the very gate. He met Lady Jones face to face.
"Stop! " she cried excitedly. "Where are you going, Sir Lemuel?"
"I'm not Sir Lemuel," roared back the disappointed captain.
"Nice exhibition you're making of yourself—Chief Commissioner of Burma."
"I'm not the Commissioner of Burma. I'm not your Sir Lemuel," he answered, anxious to get away at any cost.
"The man is mad. The next thing you'll deny that I'm your wife."
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