United States or Guam ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
But he ain't never caught none yet. "On that occasion, howsomever, he was sure he'd got a whole gang of 'em, and he waked up the whole hotel trying to find out what was going on. I charged Parraday ha'f a dollar for burning extry 'lectricity, and he got so mad he ain't stopped at the hotel since. "He'd give one the nevergitovers, that man would!" she concluded.
I wish Lem Parraday had lost the hotel entirely, before he got a liquor license." "Oh, Elder! It is dreadful that liquor should be sold in Polktown," Janice said, from the seat of the automobile. "I'm just beginning to see it." "That's what it is," said the elder, sturdily. "It's a shame Mr. Parraday was ever allowed to have a license at the Lake View Inn."
Marm Parraday still had her bonnet on. She was grimly in earnest as she talked to Lem so much in earnest, indeed, that she never noticed the expressman's greeting. "That's what I've come home for, Lem Parraday and ye might's well know it. I'm a-goin' ter do my duty what I knowed I should have done in the fust place. You an' me have worked hard here, I reckon.
"Marm" Parraday was sweeping the front porch and steps of the Lake View Inn. Although the Inn had become very well patronized now, the tavernkeeper's vigorous wife was not above doing much of her own work. "Oh, Janice Day! how be ye?" she called to the girl. "I don't see ye often," and Mrs. Parraday smiled broadly upon her.
"What in good gracious is the matter now?" gasped Lem Parraday, hastening out of the barroom. Again a blinding flash of light lit up the room for an instant. It played upon the fat features of Joe Bodley pallidly upon the faces of his customers. Some of them had shrunk away from the bar; some were ashamed to be seen there by Janice and the schoolmaster.
"You air wishin' us prosperity whilst Lem sells pizen to his feller men?" "Oh, Mrs. Parraday! I was not thinking of the liquor selling," said Janice sympathetically. "Ye'd better think of it, then," pursued the tavernkeeper's wife. "Ye'd better think of it, day and night. That's what I do. I git on my knees and pray 't Lem won't prosper as long as that bar room's open. I do it 'fore Lem himself.
I had a room over the bar and it is too noisy for me at night." "Marm Parraday will be sorry to lose you, Mr. Bowman," Janice said. "Isn't it dreadful that they should have taken up the selling of liquor there?" "Bad thing," the young civil engineer replied, promptly. "I'm sorry for Marm Parraday. Lem ought to be kicked for ever getting the license," he added vigorously. "Dear me, Mr.
He stumbled back into the lane again without doubt making for the rear door of the Inn barroom from which he had just come. The child was sobbing. "Wait!" exclaimed Janice, both eager and angry now. "Don't cry. I'll get your ten cents back. I'll go right in and tell Mr. Parraday and he'll make him give it up. At any rate he won't give him a drink for it."
'Cordin' ter the way folks talk, it's goin' to be ended, anyway, when they vote on Town Meeting Day," said Lem, nervously. "I ain't dared renew my stock for fear the 'drys' might git it " "Lem Parraday ye poor, miser'ble worm!" exclaimed his wife. "Be you goin' ter wait till yer neighbors put ye out of a bad business, an' then try ter take credit ter yerself that ye gin it up?
"But I dunno's we're goin' to make much by havin' sech a crowd," Lem Parraday complained. "With Marm sick nothin' seems ter go right. Sech waste in the kitchen I never did see! An' if I say a word, or look skew-jawed at them women, they threaten ter up an' leave me in a bunch." For Marm Parraday, by Dr.
Word Of The Day