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Argument and persuasion alike were useless; and, sorely troubled at heart, the apothecary reluctantly consented. Poor little Daisy impulsively caught him by both hands, and gratefully sobbed out her thanks. The arrangements were soon completed, and before the gray dawn pierced the darkness of the eastern sky poor little Daisy was whirling rapidly away from Elmwood.
Again the doctor nodded, putting the card safely away in his wallet, and soon after Lester Stanwick took his departure, roundly cursing his luck, yet congratulating himself upon the fact that Daisy could not leave Elmwood he could rest content on that score. Meanwhile the three venerable sisters and the young doctor were watching anxiously at Daisy's bedside.
You might drive Sam out of Elmwood, but I doubt it. And look here, Tom. You know there's going to be a big Freshman class this year." "So I heard, but what has that got to do with it?" "Lots. You know, without my telling you, that the Sophs and Freshies are mortal enemies.
"Wait until I get the porter to fetch my trunk from the station." The check having been given to the porter, Tom and his chum strolled toward the trolley line that would take them into the small city of Elmwood. "Here comes the human interrogation point!" exclaimed Morse, when they were almost at the trolley line. "I thought he wasn't coming back to school," remarked Tom, looking around.
I have a greeting from his brother, the peculiarly favoured, or some such word, 'Jephthah Kenton, who told me I should hear tidings of him from Mrs. Bakester Lightfoot, at the sign of the "Wheatsheaf." I told him where you abode, and he said he knew as much from your brother, but he could not be tramping out to Elmwood on a wooden leg.
Greeley and I, gentlemen, are old friends. We have drunk a good deal of brandy and water together." "Yes," said Mr. Greeley, "that is true enough. You drank the brandy, and I drank the water." Fifty years ago the principal avenue of Detroit had a toll-gate close to the entrance of the Elmwood Cemetery road.
The Elmwood folk were pleased to have prayers and sermon again, and Patience was glad that the children should not grow up like heathens; but her first church going did not satisfy her entirely. "It is all strange," she said to Stead, who had stayed with the cattle. "He had no book, and it was all out of his own head, not a bit like old times." "Of course not," said Emlyn.
"O, sir, would you even come thither?" exclaimed Steadfast, joyfully, and he described his ravine, which was of course known to the Elmwood neighbours, but very seldom visited by them, never except in the middle of the day, and where the thicket and the caverns afforded every facility for concealment. Whitsun Day was coming, and Dr.
Are you sure you won't mind coming for Christmas?" Laine leaned forward and straightened the robe, and out of his face the color faded. He was only one of the several guests. "You are very good to let me come," he said, quietly. "I have not thanked you. I don't know how to thank you. Christmas by one's self " "Is unrighteous!" She nodded gaily and touched the horse with the whip. "There's Elmwood!
"Now to see where we are," suggested Tom, as he vaulted another fence, and found himself in the big front yard of a farmhouse. There was a barking of dogs, and, as Tom's chums followed his lead, a door opened, letting out a flood of light, and a rasping voice asked: "Who's there? What d'ye want this time of night?" "We're from Elmwood Hall," replied Tom.
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