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Joel Banks was intensely interested in the radio apparatus, asking intelligent questions, to which the boys eagerly replied. So interested were they in the mechanical end that Dr. Dale finally informed them that if they expected to listen in at any concert that afternoon they had better get to it without further delay.
As Maud passed swiftly along, almost brushing the timbers with her dress, she saw, in the dim light, fifty faces looking at her, and thrust between the timbers; but she paused not, spoke not scarcely breathed. A profound stillness reigned on the Knoll; but when Joel arrived at the gate, it was instantly opened, and he glided in.
"See here, I'll give you a ride, Joe, in honor of it," and setting him on his shoulder, Ben pranced around and around the old kitchen, till Joel screamed with delight. "I tell you what, that was fine!" declared Ben, and his eyes shone too. Then Phronsie drummed on the bedroom door, and begged to be let out, in spite of all that Davie could do to stop her.
"Dave Dave!" shouted Joel, shaking him hastily, "wake up! The man that stole our bread's up there. The cave's full of 'em. I'm goin' to get Ben, an' catch 'em!" "I'm goin' to get the flowers," said little Davie, sitting up straight and blinking. Joel seized his hand and spun him along as fast as he could around the rocks and boulders that now stood in the way.
We need to learn it anyhow, so why not make it our needed form of common speech?" I remember just how earnest old Joel became as he set forth his new idea of his. He jumped up and tore round the old sitting-room. He rubbed my ears again, rumpled Tom's hair, caught Catherine by both her hands and went ring-round-the-rosy with her, nearly knocking down the table, lamp and all!
"Well, dear me, we are not working much," cried Alexia, pulling off her gloves; "how many notes have you to write, Joe?" "Oh, a dozen, I believe," said Joel; "that is, counting this one." "To whom is that?" asked Alexia, peering over his shoulder. "Oh, to Amy Loughead." "Yes, I promised Polly this should go first. That Loughead girl was expecting her over this morning.
A scarlet figure flashed like a flame out of the door, with an answering cry, and the Turners followed: "Why, boy," roared old Joel. "Mammy, hit's Chad!" Dolph dropped an armful of feed. The man with the axe left it stuck in a log, and each man shouted: "Chad!"
"Now," said Polly, as they shut the door tight, "don't you go to looking at the cupboard, Joey, or mammy'll guess something." "Can't I just open it a little crack, and take one smell when she isn't looking?" asked Joel; "I should think you might, Polly; just one." "No," said Polly, firmly; "not one, Joe; she'll guess if you do." But Mrs.
A small outpost of fifty men under the command of Major Joel Rae who had earnestly requested this assignment was left to guard the narrows of Echo Cañon and to keep watch over the enemy during the winter. This officer was now persuaded that the Lord's hand was with them. For the enemy had been wasted away even by the elements from the time he had crossed the forbidden line.
Bostil conquered his paroxysm, and, wiping his moist red face, he eyed Lucy in mock solemnity. "Joel!" whispered Lucy, who had a guilty conscience. "Lucy, I never heard the beat of it.... Joel's smarter in some ways than we thought, an' crazier in others. He had the sun figgered, but what'd he want to run through town for? Why, never in my life have I seen such tickled riders."
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