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Greg honestly tried to study, but every other minute he simply had to stop to laugh at the thought of Bert and his pompous ways. Finally, when he could restrain himself no longer, Greg broke forth: "Dick, old ramrod, no matter what happens to me, now I can stand it by thinking of Bert Dodge being here!" "I hope he doesn't start his old tactics of making trouble," muttered Cadet Prescott.
The trouble is labor ain't quite got its eyes open. It ought to play politics, but the politics ought to be the right kind." "Socialism, eh?" Bert caught him up with scorn. "Wouldn't they sell us out just as the Ruefs and Schmidts have?" "Get men that are honest," Billy said. "That's the whole trouble. Not that I stand for socialism. I don't.
Along the halls and into the different rooms went Mr. Bobbsey and Bert. But no Flossie could they find until, at last, they approached a very large room where a man with very white hair sat at a desk. The door of this room was open, and there were many books in cases around the walls. "Excuse me," said Mr.
"Bring him in here," advised Uncle Daniel, who was trying to read the paper, though half the time he had it upside down, for he was thinking too much about poor Flossie and Freddie to pay attention to anything else. Bob Guess came in, dripping wet, though not as ragged as when Bert and Nan had first seen him. "What's the matter?" asked Uncle Daniel in his jolly voice.
*Mathurine's Eyes. *Medallion, The. *Past, The. *Death of the Dead, The. *Vision, The. Christmas Treasure, The. Bert, the Scamp. *Marfa's Assumption. *Vengeance of Felix, The. *Pigeons, The. *Meeting, The. Song, The. *Hungry Officials and the Accommodating Muzhik, The. *"And the Forest Burned." Dushitchka. *Old Age.
"I'll speak to your teacher about it." Bert was walking in the rear with Charley Mason, when Danny Rugg came around a corner. "I know what I'm going to do to you after school, Bert Bobbsey!" called the bully. "You just wait and see." "All right I'll wait," spoke Bert quietly. "I'm not afraid." By this time they were at the school, and it was nearly time for the last bell to ring.
I never think such things." "Whoa, Mary! Backup!" Bert checked her peremptorily. "You're in the wrong stall. Billy never makes mistakes like that." "But he needn't be so raw," she persisted. "Come on, Mary, an' be good, an' cut that stuff," was Billy's dismissal of her, as he turned to Saxon. "How near did I come to it?" "One hundred and twenty-two," she answered, looking deliberately at Mary.
The steps and ladders were put away in their places and the dirty paint-pots and pails were placed in the paint-shop on the bench and on the floor. With what had previously been brought back there were a great many of these things, all needing to be cleaned out, so Bert at any rate stood in no danger of being out of employment for some time to come.
"Oh, of course I didn't mean on purpose," said Bert. "But Snap may have been running about in the woods at dusk when he met Henry. Then he may have followed him, for Snap is part hunting dog, and he gets crazy when he sees a gun. Maybe he followed Henry, and wouldn't be driven back through the snow." "Maybe that's so," agreed Mr. Bobbsey.
They're easier to carry, and you can stuff them in your pocket while you're going to the woods." Flossie and Freddie still thought the big baskets would be best, but their mother told them to do as Bert said, and finally the four twins started off down the road, each one carrying a cloth salt bag.
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