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"Then M. Galpin went off to Boiscoran, and I completed my work. I have extracted fifty-seven shot from the count's wound in the side, and a hundred and nine from the wound on the shoulder and the neck; and, when I had done that, do you know what I found out?" He paused, waiting to see the effect of his words; and, when everybody's attention seemed to him fully roused, he went on,
The first president of the Barn Swallows, Mary E. Haskell, '97, says that it arose as an Everybody's Club, to give buried talents a chance. "Suddenly we adjured the Trustees by Joy and Democracy to bless our charter, to be gay once a week, and when they gave the Olympic nod we begged for the Barn to be gay in and they gave that too.
The judge waved this aside with a fat, deprecating hand. "Oh, in that way! Of course, everybody's somebody every living, breathing soul. But what I'm getting at they'll naturally try to make something out of you, instead of just being kind of a no-account tramp printer." "Ha! Is that so, old small-towner?"
Employed on Milwaukee Journal and Chicago Tribune; contributor to magazines since 1910. First short story, "The Homely Heroine," Everybody's Magazine, November, 1910. Jewish religion. Author of "Dawn O'Hara," "Buttered Side Down," "Roast Beef Medium," "Personality Plus," "Emma McChesney & Co.," and "Fanny Herself." Co-author with George V. Hobart of "Our Mrs. McChesney." Lives in New York City.
The walking gentlemen were need it be said? the disappointed heirs; and the maid-of-all-work, as is the manner of such persons, did everybody's work but her own. The parts were allotted with due care and discrimination.
Everybody's head was full of such "calculations" as those such raving insanity, rather. Few people took work into their calculations or outlay of money either; except the work and expenditures of other people. We never touched our tunnel or our shaft again. Why?
Tell 'em all to go. I'm tired." Martha Phipps passed from group to group whispering. "I guess we'd better go," she suggested. "He's pretty well worn out, I'm afraid. Everybody's things are there in the dinin' room or in the side entry. We'd better go right away, it seems to me." Galusha had gotten his "things" already, his coat was over his arm. The others followed his example.
I am coming back to stay all next summer, and papa too," she said, when she reached the middle of the kitchen. "Thank the goodness!" said Serena. "Only don't let your pa bring his talking-machine to save up everybody's foolish speeches.
For she was wearing an elaborately fantastic piece of headgear, which moved everybody's curiosity so strongly that it cannot have been for want of wondering if we failed to find out how she had come thereby.
She was taught nothing, and only after long and busy days spent in running here and there at everybody's orders was she grudgingly allowed to go into the deserted schoolroom, with a pile of old books, and study alone at night. "If I do not remind myself of the things I have learned, perhaps I may forget them," she said to herself.
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