Which preposition to use with jones
Jack thought, "have I sacrificed Dick and Jones in my zeal to be adventurous?
While we were conversing, Jack informed me that he had brought me a present from Colonel Jones of Cheyenne, and that he had it in his saddle-pockets.
" Revived by this stimulating news quite as much as by the whisky, Barney and his three comrades followed Jones to the boats.
Patsy knew why, and was amused that Mumbles showed his gratitude to Mr. Jones for rescuing him from the crab; but Wampus scowled and was distinctly unhappy all the way to Old Town.
Would you believe a person named JONES on his oath? Answer.
He could not yet bring himself to like his personality, but on Myrtle's account and because he was himself generous enough to wish to be of service to anyone so forlorn and unhappy, he treated Mr. Jones with more respect than he really thought he deserved.
" Uncle John heard the story of Myrtle's adventure with considerable surprise, and he too expressed a wish to aid her in winning Mr. Jones from his melancholy mood.
The highest in rank, who proved to be a colonel, was invested with the command, Barney serving as adjutant, and Jones as guide.
Allworthy received Jones into his arms.
" We have seen quite enough of Agnes Jones by this time to know that she never shrank from a duty, however repulsive.
Jones at Chiavenna; W. W. at Samolaco.
"Have you told Jones about the box of plants for Liverpool?
He told me all about myself, and everything I had ever done from the time I'd licked Buck Jones until last season's little diversion.
" I stumbled after Mr. Jones up a dark, narrow, iron staircase till we emerged through a trap-door into a garret at the top of the house.
Jones versus Jones.
" Arthur was wise enough to restrain his temper and the temptation to kick Jones out of the limousine.
He returned to the parlor, and there stood Mr. Jones under the chandelier.
The baying of the pack, the scent of pine, the ring of iron-shod hoofs on stone, the sense of wild, broken, vast country, the golden void beneath and the purple-ranged horizonall these brought vividly and thrillingly to mind my hunting days with Buffalo Jones along the north rim of the Grand Canyon.
We crossed two shallow hollows, and then saw the hounds and Jones among the pines not far ahead.
I'd rather be to you Jones than Berwick.
(From an engraving by Jones after Romney.)] Lord Chesterfield, one of the few Lord-Lieutenants who had really attempted to understand Ireland, had years before spoken in unmistakeable language on this point.
I directed Frank to keep watch on the Hanover road, and went with Jones toward the railroad, and stationed him near it, or rather as far from it as he could be and yet see it.