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"Doc," said Sim Gage, "I told you, I tried my damnedest, and I just couldn't. I says to myself, lady like she was, it wouldn't be right fer a man like me to marry her noways on earth." "And what did she say?" Sim Gage began to stammer painfully. "I don't know what she would say," said he. "I ain't never asked her none yet."
There were others waiting at the gate to say good-bye, and at various posts all the way down the lane. At the big white house, Emily came running out, breathless. She whispered hurriedly in my ear; "There was a message left. Ye wasn't well. I reckon 'twas a message. When fisherman and that other one came up from the shore, day o' the storm, he came to our house for Sim to take him to Wallen.
Mind that. 'Mr Tappertit, your knowledge of human nature 'Wait a minute, said Sim, folding his arms with a dreadful calmness.
Neil More went to one of the meetings, and Archie set fire to the house while she was absent, probably feeling that as the established order of the universe had been completely overturned, the total destruction of all material things should naturally follow. The Methodists were incited to emulation by all this activity and Sim Basketful started an Epworth League. Then Mr.
"No!" said Sim MacTaggart shortly, tugging at a belt, and yet Count Victor had his doubts. He made his preparations, it is true, but always with an apprehensive look at that long line of sleeping houses, whose shutters with a hole in the centre of each seemed to stare down upon the sand.
"My permit never said nothin' about the course to take," he answered, his eye twinkling just a little. "There, Sim, you're wastin' time. I move by the Hill Boulevard." And into the Boulevard swung the Berry house. The Colt and Adams foreman was an angry man when he saw the beams laid in that direction. He rushed over and asked profane and pointed questions.
"God forbid!" said Ralph, "but things should be better soon. This is the back end, you know." "Aye," answered the tailor, with a shrug that resembled a shiver. "And they say," continued Ralph, "the back end is always the bare end." "And they say, too," said Sim, "change is leetsome, if it's only out of bed into the beck!"
Sim had made so much of this that Ollie and her mother were watching that night out in fear and trembling, sitting huddled together in a little room with the peak of the roof in the ceiling, a lamp burning between them on the stand.
Though he always looked fat and hearty, he frequently complained that he could not get enough to eat at Barkspear's. "What's the matter, Sim? Why don't you tell me what has happened?" I continued. "I wanted to see you, Buck," he repeated, for the fourth time. "What do you want to see me for?"
He recalled suddenly a neglected rite of hospitality, and from an obscure angle of the shed, produced a gallon jug. Drinking vessels were procured, and a pale, pungent whiskey poured out. Rutherford Berry sputtered and gasped over his glass; Sim Caley absorbed a brimming measure between breaths, without a wink of the eye; Gordon drank inattentively.
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