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"I reckon," remarked Ted, "that he had a pretty good reason to say that successful genius is one per cent. inspiration and ninety-nine per cent. perspiration." "But I guess that's only partly right and partly modesty," declared Bill. "There must have been a whole lot more than fifty per cent, inspiration at work to do what he has done.
He paid over the money, took the lard and started out. As soon as he reached the front stoop of the store he gave a hasty look around. He saw Ted dodging behind a tree across the street. Suddenly Bob opened his mouth and let out a yell like that which an Indian might have given when on the warpath. It was a shriek as if some one had been hurt.
"Yes, but I was glad before, Jimmy, honest I was." Blair Milford kept his promise. He interviewed Mr. and Mrs. Jackson and, by means best known to himself, induced them to consent that Ted should take music lessons every Saturday afternoon. He was a pupil to delight a teacher's heart and, after every lesson, Blair Milford looked at him with kindly eyes and murmured, "Amazing," under his breath.
Thereupon he lost all interest in me, humorous or otherwise, and walked away driving sternly before him the honest Ted, who went off grumbling to himself like a hungry ogre, and his horrible dumb little pal in the soldier's coat, who, from first to last, never emitted the slightest sound.
We'll get the store ready and Ted can go in and ask Nora for some real cookies and maybe a piece of cake." Nora, good-natured as she always was, gave Ted a nice lot of broken cookies, some crackers and some lumps of sugar so the children could play store and really eat the things they sold. Hal gathered some mussel shells and colored stones on the shore of the lake, and these were money.
And just after I've gone and made away with a monstrous supper, too," he managed to say, between gasps. "Let me get my breath, and I've got something to tell you." "Is it about Ted Slavin and his cronies?" asked Paul, suspiciously. "Hit it the first shot," returned Bobolink; "who told you?"
"I guess Tyee Klake was right when he said all men were alike," said Ted, sagely. "It seems to me that there are good and bad ones in all countries. It's a pity you have had such bad white ones here in Alaska, but I guess you have had good ones, too." "Plenty good, plenty bad, Thlinkit men and Boston men," said Kalitan, "all same." "Once a small girl child went by night to bring water.
I thought sure he would be left, or killed, for he wouldn't let go, when the conductor came out on the rear platform, saw him, and jerked him aboard by the collar." "Didn't he say anything about his machine?" asked Ted. "Not a word. That's what I thought so strange about it. But, thinks I, some one will come for it after a while.
It grew darker. Ted looked anxiously about. Janet spoke softly to him. "Teddy," she asked, "are we are we lost?" For a moment Teddy did not answer. Then he replied slowly: "Yes I guess we are lost, Janet!" The Curlytops were in trouble. It was not the first time they had been lost, no indeed!
Ted spent a quiet, comfortable afternoon with her. Many things they still had to talk about and the mother realized how much it was the desire of Ted to have her and Helen come out to that great West, a land where contentment and opportunity, at least, were more likely to be found than in this place, in which she had lived so many years.
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