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When Serena bewailed her fate and expressed a desire for an opportunity, he was almost at the front gate, and the ring of the bell which interrupted her conversation with her husband was the signal that Opportunity, in the person of Mr. Glenn Farwell, Junior, newest member of the firm of Shepley and Farwell, attorneys, of Boston, was at the door. Mr.
The gigantic merchant, Truett, towered above him, he who had calmly held two fighting teamsters apart by their collars; and homely, stubborn, honest Farwell, direct, uncompromising, inspired with tremendous single-minded earnestness, but tender as a girl to any under dog; and James Dows, rough and ready, humorous, blasphemous, absolutely direct, endowed with "horse sense," eccentric, but of fundamentally good judgment: Hossfros of '51; Dr.
Allow me to tell you that I represent the people, the honest people, in this campaign, and that the people and I have made no pledges to Mister Genz. You've paid the scoundrel " "Here!" says Genz. "The scoundrel!" Farwell repeated, his voice rising and rising, "paid him for his information, and I tell you by that act and your silence on such a matter you make yourself a party to a conspiracy."
Now he lived with it, from tacks to tractors, ten or twelve hours a day. He found that being the son of his father gained him no safe conduct through the shop or with the customers. He had a lot to learn, even if he was John Wesley Farwell, Jr.
A fellow that's in love with another woman!" Even in the dying light he could see the dark flush that surged over cheek and brow. She rose to the full height of her lithe figure, facing him. "No, I don't!" she flamed. "But if I did what business would it be of yours? Casey Dunne is my friend a gentleman which is more than you seem to be, Mr. Farwell."
"Oh, that!" said young Sandy, and spat in disgust. "No, I guess you didn't and you hadn't better. But you told her to do something fairly ordered her. I heard you, and I heard her tell you she wouldn't. Perhaps you'll tell me what it was?" "Perhaps I won't." "Why not?" "Because I don't want to, mostly," said Farwell impatiently. "Also because it's none of your business.
It was just possible that the ranchers might perpetrate some hostile act. It happened, too, that at this time the engineer in charge of the Coldstream irrigation project took sick, necessitating the appointment of a new man. And it further happened that another engineer in the railway's employ, named Farwell, had got through with a difficult piece of tunnelling, and was ready for fresh work.
The wind's with them coming back; it was with them part of the way going!" Anton Farwell sat on the steps of the Lodge, his dogs peacefully lying at his feet. All day, since hearing of the boys' trip, he had been restless and anxious.
Polly and Lois could hardly wait until the Seddon Hall special pulled into the Grand Central station on Wednesday morning. The vacation began on Wednesday and the girls were expected to be back Sunday evening. They were the first to jump to the platform as the train stopped. Mrs. Farwell was waiting for them. "Darling children!" She hugged and kissed them both. "How well you look!" "Well?
The doctor watched her curiously for a moment, then arose, and taking his hat, said briskly: "I will not keep you longer than an hour Miss Farwell. I think I know of a woman whom I can get for today at least, and perhaps by tonight we can find someone else, or arrange it somehow. I'll be back in plenty of time, so don't worry. Your train does not go until ten-thirty, you know.
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