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"Gorry! I guess ye can't tell me no news about George Marvin's schoolin'," snarled Seth Wilber "me, that's got a son Tim what was in the same class with him. Why, once the teacher set 'em in the same seat; but Tim could n't stand that what with the worms an' spiders an' he kicked so hard the teacher swapped 'round."

Aunt Abby's better." The man stared, then he whistled softly. "Gorry!" he muttered, as he turned away. If Jim and Ella had supposed that they could keep their aunt from attending her own "funeral" as Herrick persisted in calling it they soon found their mistake. Mrs. Darling heard the bells of the first arrival. "I guess mebbe I'll git up an' set up a spell," she announced calmly to Ella.

It was only when they were for a moment brought out into bold relief by the searchlight that again began to play from the flagship that the bullets of the enemy came near their mark. And then the firing ceased and the boat sped on. An enthusiastic and jubilant crew it was. Only Clif seemed in a dissatisfied mood. "Gorry!" he suddenly exclaimed, "I came off without that shell after all!"

"My gorry, son, plumb hazed off'n this section the earth, I reckon. Farmers and punchers, they don't mix no better'n sheep and cattle. Why, I mind the time when " The train was late, anyway, and the dried little man sat down on the truck, and fumbled his cigarette book, and began to talk.

They had passed the barn with circus posters, and felt colder than ever when they caught sight of the weather-beaten acrobats in their tights. "My gorry!" exclaimed Widow Tobin, "them pore creatur's looks as cheerless as little birch-trees in snow-time. I hope they dresses 'em warmer this time o' year. Now, there! look at that one jumpin' through the little hoop, will ye?"

Their work had been so idealized for them it had been endowed with so much meaning it seemed so different from an ordinary "raising" that they lost, momentarily, the consciousness of their own roughness and the homeliness of their surroundings. "Be gorry!" exclaimed Mike, who was the first to break the silence, "I'd 'a' gi'en a dollar if me owld woman could 'a' heard that.

None o' yer nonsinse, or I'll put a windy in ye." Jim eyed him with a smile, but he knew that no ordinary errand had brought Mike to him so quickly. "Old Belcher sent ye, did he?" said Jim. "Be gorry he did, an' I've come to git a reward. Now, if ye'll be dacint, ye shall have part of it."

Ef it took me as long to git to workin' as it did you to git a wife, I bate this hay wouldn't git mowed down to crack o' doom. Gorry! ain't this a tree! I tell you, the sun 'n' the airth, the dew 'n' the showers, 'n' the Lord God o' creation jest took holt 'n' worked together on this tree, 'n' no mistake!" "You're right, Jabe."

"I'm shore glad to meet yuh again," he stuttered finally, and let it go at that "And how are yuh, Lite? Just as long and lanky as ever marriage shore ain't fattened you up none. My gorry! I shore never expected to see you folks away down here!"

"Yes," said Frank, picking up the article in question, "and to judge from the holes you put through it we'll have to do without a basin during the remainder of our stay in camp. But how do you suppose this bear wandered into camp?" "Reckons dat he jest smells de cawn, Marse Frank, w'en I opens up de can, an' by gorry, dat b'ar he can't resist de temptations to hab some.