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She contorted her features in a terrifying manner. "Look, papa!" "Don't, Jane!" her mother exclaimed. "Well, I haf to show papa how Willie looked, don't I?" said Jane, relaxing. "That's just the way he looked. Well, an' then they stopped an' talked to me, an' Miss Pratt said, 'It's our little sister." "Did she really?" Mrs. Baxter asked, gravely. "Yes'm, she did.
"Couldn't we go down and look at the shop this afternoon so we could make plans and have something to dream about next week?" "I think we might. Let's stop in and see if Mrs. Williams won't come with us. We'll need her advice on lots of things." And thus did Colonel Baxter enlist the co-operation of Shirley's mother.
At this instant Dan Baxter leaped to his feet and ran for his gun, while Bill Harney and Lemuel Husty did the same. "Come out here, Grinder!" shouted the bully. "Somebody or some wild animal is around!" "Somebody is coming!" ejaculated Sam. "I hope it is Dick, with Mr. Barrow!" "So do I," returned Tom.
Go and git a MAN som'ers and put him in charge, not a half-baked " here he lowered his muzzle and fired point-blank at the object of his wrath, "Yes, and I'll say it to your face, Captain Baxter. You take my advice and lay off for this v'yage, it ain't no picnic out to the Ledge. You ain't seen it since we got the stone 'bove high water. Reg'lar mill tail!
"Charles Baxter brought it in," answered the old gunsmith, unable to conceal his delight. "He thought I couldn't mend it!" To the true artist there is nothing to equal the approbation of a rival. It was Charles Baxter, I am convinced, who was the deciding factor. Carlstrom couldn't leave with one of Baxter's saws unmended!
"And if I can do anything let me know," put in Mr. Swift. "I shall be glad to get in the harness again, Tom!" he added. "Well, if you're so anxious to work, Dad, why not give me a hand with my fire extinguisher chemical?" asked Tom. "I haven't been able to hit on the solution, somehow or other." "Perhaps I may be able to give you a hint or two after I get settled down," suggested Mr. Baxter.
We might even get lost in the woods." They retraced their steps as quickly as they could to where they had left the rowboat. "What luck?" queried Fred. "None; he got away from us." "It's too bad," said Powell; and then the return to the camp was made without further delay. "Do you mean to tell me that you saw Arnold Baxter?" exclaimed Dick, after listening to Sam and Tom's story.
"Stand where you are, Lew Flapp!" cried Tom, and rushed for the bully of Putnam Hall. "Stand, I say!" and then he hit Flapp a stunning blow in the ear which bowled the rascal over and over. In the meantime Dan Baxter took to his heels and made for the front of the houseboat. From this point he jumped into the branches of a tree and disappeared from view.
Deacon Baxter had met in Jane Tillman a foeman more than worthy of his steel. She was just as crafty as he, and in generalship as much superior to him as Napoleon Bonaparte to Cephas Cole.
And Joan would be happy, because she would have saved Blandford; and Baxter, damn him, he would be happy; and the whole blessed outfit would be happy as well as him when he had just dropped on to sleep. . . . He would never have done as a husband for Margaret; the idea was ridiculous.