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Skimpole with her eye, "and it's something in this world even to do that." "So you kept him after all?" "Why, I said that if he could arrange with Mr. Gridley, I could arrange it with the other lodgers and should not so much mind its being liked or disliked in the yard. Mr. Gridley gave his consent gruff but gave it. He was always gruff with him, but he has been kind to the children since.
The Gridley High School boys showed the fine effects of their two vigorous, strenuous outings. Each had taken on weight slightly, though there was no superfluous flesh on any of the six. They were bronzed, comparatively lean-looking, trim and hard. Their muscles were at the finest degree of excellence.
You go out here along the Cheevertown road about a mile or two and ask any farmer this side of the creek to let you have a good big handful of peach sprigs about so many, see? Say that Doctor Gridley said he was to give them to you for him.
"I have a note of introduction here from one of your authors, as I think he called himself, a very popular writer for whom you publish." The publisher rose and came forward in the most cordial and respectful manner. "Mr. Gridley? Professor Byles Gridley, author of 'Thoughts on the Universe'?" The brave-hearted old man colored as if he had been a young girl.
Gridley was the man who helped Flemister last night at Silver Switch with Hallock trying again to stop him, and Judson trying to keep tab on Hallock, and getting him mixed up with Gridley at every turn, even to mistaking Gridley's voice and his shadow on the window-curtain for Hallock's.
Anger excites the action of the heart to a degree that makes subsequent running performance a thing of difficulty. Gridley H.S. was out for the October paper chase. This was an annual event, in which the sophomores, or third classmen, acted as the hares, while the freshmen played the part of the hounds. The course was six miles across country.
That was all, but it told the boys and girls at Gridley High School all that they needed to know. "That is the very last gasp of the 'sorehead' movement," grinned Tom Reade, in talking it over with Dan Dalzell. "Well, they did the whole trick for themselves," rejoined Dan. "No one else touched them, or pushed them. They took all the rope they wanted -and hanged themselves.
"If he carries it any further, I think I know a kick that will put his ankle out of business!" "Then don't you dare use it," warned Dick sternly. "No matter what the other fellows do, our team is playing a square, honest game every minute of both halves!" The referee had signaled them to positions. The Gridley boys leaped into place. Play was resumed.
In a wild burst of passion he seized her hand, and pressed it to his lips, exclaiming, "Would that you could be mine forever!" and Susan forgot all that she ought to have remembered, and, looking half reproachfully but half tenderly through her tears, said, in tones of infinite sweetness, "O Gifted!" It was settled that Master Byles Gridley and Mr.
"Do you think you can beat us in a canoe race?" asked Hartwell. "Yes," Dick rejoined. "All we need to arrange is the date. We'll beat you on any date that you name! That isn't brag, please understand! It's merely the old, old Gridley High School way." The young ladies applauded this sentiment merrily. "Want to try us out, Gridley?" hailed Big Chief Hartwell, from the Preston High School canoe.
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