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Russ fastened each of the four pasteboard "letters" to a stick at the four corners of Mammy June's ruined house. There was light enough from the stars for the two children to see quite plainly what they were about. Rose, however, was looking all about them while Russ did the work of setting up the printed signs for Sneezer Meiggs to see if he came home unexpectedly.
The six little Bunkers had been toppled out, still wrapped in the blankets in which they had ridden from Great Hedge. "What are we going to do?" asked Russ. "How are we going to get home, Grandpa?" "Well, I'll see about that in just a minute," answered Grandpa Ford. "I don't believe anything is broken. But I'll have to get help to lift the sled right side up again. Whoa, now, ponies!"
There was a partially enclosed cabin, and many comforts and conveniences. But just for the present purpose, everything was being subordinated to the taking of moving pictures. "I'm readjusting the motor," the head of the repair gang told Russ, "so she'll start and stop, as well as reverse easily and quickly. That's what you want, isn't it?" "That's it, yes.
But hereupon appeared Goodwife Russ, in terror lest she should be accused of sharing the spoils, and testifying that John had often brought chickens, butter, malt and other things to her house and shared them with Goodman Russ, who had no scruples.
"Was someone in here while I was gone those camera scoundrels, Russ?" "No, it was Dan Merley himself!" exclaimed Ruth, "and he was so horrid, Daddy!" There was a hint of tears in her voice. "The impertinent scoundrel!" exclaimed Mr. DeVere, in the manner that had won him such success on the stage. "I shall go to the police and "
Bunker was afraid some of the children might get burned or hurt with the fireworks, and she wished they hadn't had any; but Daddy Bunker promised to stay with the little folk all day, and see that they got into no danger. And he did, firing off the big fire-crackers himself. The wooden cannon Russ made didn't work very well.
And he spent all his money and did not know how to get down there where the fleet will be in winter quarters, he says, unless he went secretly on one of these steamers." "He is stealing his passage, then?" asked Daddy Bunker. "I suppose he is, Daddy," said Russ, ruefully enough. "He is in a boat, all covered up with canvas. Up there on the deck. I can show you.
An eagle like those on top of the flagstaffs?" cried Russ. "And on the gold pieces?" added Rose, for she had a gold piece that had been given her on her last birthday. "No, not that kind of eagle," said the man. "But he's related. Yes, sir; it's a sea-eagle; some call 'em, I guess rightly, ospreys. They're fishers, but they can't roost on the sea. That one's a long way off shore.
Ahoy!" sang out Jack, as he and Russ sent the boat over the waves to the rescue. "Ahoy! We'll have you safe in a minute!" "Quick! Get that picture! Film it!" cried Mr. Pertell to one of the other camera men. "I can work that scene in somehow." There was very little that was not "grist" which came to the "mill" of Mr. Pertell's cameras.
This boy his name was Bobbie made a little cart and used to drive Zip hitched to it, and the dog pulled Bobbie all around very nicely." "Did he? Hurray! Then he'll pull us!" shouted Laddie. As soon as Russ and Laddie got back to Grandma Bell's house they began to look for things of which to make the dog-cart and the harness.
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