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He blessed his lucky stars that he had such a bright and dependable substitute at hand as Darry Haven. The latter soon made his school and home arrangements, and Bart left affairs in his hands about ten o'clock, catching the train west after getting a pass for the Cardysville round trip. It was two o'clock when the train arrived at Bart's destination.
"Oh, stop that talk!" urged Dave. "I mean what I said," Dick retorted. "We're big enough, and numerous enough, to guard our own camp." "Of course we are; but we'll have to give up some sleep to accomplish that," Dave contended. "Whoever loses sleep in the night time can make it up in the day time. And now, Darry, get to bed!" "But we've got to remain on watch."
"Put one of those lanterns on the table, Dan," called Dick, as he finished drying himself on a towel. "Another night, if we eat after dark, we'll try to have a campfire that'll light the place up like an electric light." "Another night, unless some of our neighbors move," predicted Darry, "we won't have food enough left to make it worth while to try to have supper!"
It was a short one. One word, and that word was -'git'!" "We are famed for our courtesy," remarked Darry. "We'd hate to lose even a shred of our reputation in that line. But in these present years of our young lives we are football players by training, and high school boys merely for pleasure. We know some of the dandiest tackles you ever saw. Shall we show you a few of them?
Smiling at me the while, between the thrusts of her curiosity, and over my answers, as if for sheer pleasure she could not keep grave. The other faces were as interested and as gracious. There was Pete, tall and very black, and very grave, as Darry was also.
"Especially when it's in the nature of a 'roast," added Danny Grin. "If my father was severe with any of you I am certain that he had good reason," replied Laura gravely, though her eyes twinkled. "But what a splendid race you made against Trentville and at one time we felt sure that you were beaten." "We all felt the same way at one time," Tom Reade interjected. "All except Dick," added Darry.
Maybe Miss Daisy wouldn't read us de story, and de angels, and de shepherds, and dat great light what come down, and make us feel good for Christmas; and uncle Darry, he'll t'ank de Lord." The last words Were put in a half-questioning form to me, rather taking for granted that I would readily do what was requested.
"And who would buy them?" "Why, all the world; everybody. There has been nobody sold off the Magnolia estate, I believe, in a long time; but nothing is more common, Daisy; everybody is doing it everywhere, when he has got too many servants, or when he has got too few." "And do you mean," said I, "that Darry and Margaret and Theresa and all the rest here, have been bought?"
Haven, an ex-editor, had written up a good "puff" for a local paper, inserted gratis an exciting comment and anticipation in reference to the impending sale, and Darry and Bob had printed fifteen hundred dodgers on their home press, very neat and presentable in appearance, and these had been judiciously distributed for miles around, and posted up in stores and depots.
But Maria cherished some red and white tulips and a hyacinth in heir kitchen window, as if they had been her children; and to Darry a white rose-tree I had given him seemed almost to take the place of a familiar spirit. Even grave Pete, whom I only saw now and then this winter at my readings, nursed and tended and watched a bed of crocuses with endless delight and care.
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