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Hilary flew off the track and said if he didn't bring suit he'd publish it all over the State that Austen started it. Galusha Hammer, our senior counsel, is sick, and I don't think he'll ever get well. That makes Austen senior counsel. But he persuaded old Tom, my father, not to bring this suit until after the political campaign, until Mr. Crewe gets through with his fireworks.

"The old man needs a couple of hands; he told me to keep my eye open for anybody that wanted a job." "I'm glad to hear of it," said Lambert, warming up at the news, feeling that he must have been a bit severe in his judgment of Jim, which had not been altogether favorable. "He'll be over in the morning; you'd better hang around."

Jeff ain't so onreason'ble 't he'd make yuh run a lame horse. Air yuh, Jeff?" Jeff strolled up and looked Smoky over with critical eyes. "What's the matter? Ain't the kid game to run him? Looks to me like a good little goer." "He's got a limp but I'll run him anyway." Bud glanced up. "Maybe when he's warmed up he'll forget about it." "Seen my Skeeter?"

Luc is not likely to neglect the lake, and he'll surmise that we'll send for help. We've had experience on the water in fogs before, and you'll have to use your ears as you did then." "So I will, Dagaeoga. Suppose we stop now, and listen."

Judge Custis rose, and raised his hands to Aunt Hominy in speechless recognition of her service; but not till the door closed behind him did the old cook's cry burst through her quivering lips: "Oh! chillen, chillen, he'll never eat no mo' like dat again. Ole Meshach's measured him in!"

"Next, though he's not over fond of it, there's lots of work for a good carpenter in this country and newspapers are cheap. So when it's worth his while to strike in with the Thurston Company and get even with the other side he'll probably hear of it." He laughed a little as he once more read the message on a strip of pulpy paper somebody had slipped into his pocket.

As she began to rearrange her hair, rather clumsily spoiling a charming effect, he remonstrated. "Don't bother about your hair." She looked at him in wonder for an instant, a little smile finally creeping to her lips. He felt that she understood something. "Maybe he'll come after all," he added quickly. "What are you doing with my parasol?" she asked sleepily.

"I think," said John, "that I'm bound to take a little rest, if Captain Colton will let me." "Oh, he'll let you if you ask him," said Carstairs. "You're a particular favorite of his, although I can't understand why. Wharton and I are much more deserving. But you do look all played out, old fellow." John had sustained a sudden collapse.

"I reckon the captain will be wanting to see you. There's a reward out for Dunk. Captain Bill is on the square. He'll 'divvy' with you fairly." "We are not looking for any rewards," spoke up Tad quickly. "You may tell him that whatever reward is paid, belongs to the Rangers. We are glad to have served you, but remember, we did so to save our own skins."

Lumley, my own familiar friend, had no mercy. "We ought to congratulate you, I conclude, Miss Coventry," said one. "He's a relation of yours, is he not?" inquired another. "Only a very great friend," laughed Mrs. Lumley, shaking her curls. "It's a great marriage for him," some one else went on to say "far better than he deserves. Poor thing! he'll lead her a sad life; he's a shocking flirt!"