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"It come through raound closin' time and they wa'n't nobody baound that way, so I held it over." "This craze for being characteristic," observed Mr. Amber obscurely, "is the only thing that really stands in the way of Nokomis becoming a thriving metropolis. Do you agree with me? No matter."

"Well, Ann," she said gloomily, "I ain't got any news for ye. He wa'n't there, arter all, though there'd been a fire an' they found he cooked himself some eggs. But they're goin' to beat up the woods arter breakfast, an' if he's above ground he's goin' to be took." Ann could scarcely sober her smiling mouth. "You tell 'em it's all right," she announced jubilantly. "Where do you s'pose I found it?

Something in his tone made her look up into the face framed in the crack of the door. "Josiah!" she cried at sight of the drawn features. He threw open the door and entered. "Mr. McGowan ain't sick this morning, is he?" she asked. "No. Leastwise he wa'n't when I passed the time of night or early morning with him on my way to bed." "Are you sick, Josiah?" "What I got might be called that, Clemmie.

The testimony was mainly to the effect that he was happy because he had fled to the ark of safety while there was yet time. "I found out," he shouted, "that fancy music and ah and ah sot sermons and fine duds and suchlike wa'n't goin' to do ME no good. I needed somethin' else. Yes, sir! right here.

For a moment the girl was silent; then, a little bitterly she said: "'Twas because I knew a girl once, and I was thinkin' of her. She came from my town, and she was pretty and good, but she wa'n't over strong. For a year we pulled together, sharin' the same room, boiling our eggs over the same gas-jet, and eatin' our hash and fish balls for supper at the same cheap restaurant.

Mebbe ye seen her when she was old an' broke down but that wa'n't Kate no more'n I'm Bill Tweedy, which I ain't. Kate was as handsome as a golden robin. Hair yeller as his breast an' feet as spry as his wings an' a voice as sweet as his song, an' eyes as bright as his'n yis, sir ye couldn't beat her fer looks. That was years and years ago.

And it's a case of lockout, with the lady customers ragin' on the outside, and nobody knows what's takin' place behind the ground glass. That wa'n't excitin' enough to lure me from a steady job for long, though, unless some one was goin' to do more'n look desp'rate and talk spiteful. "Ah, why not smash something?" I sings out. "Didn't any lady think to bring a brick in her vanity bag?"

He did not mean just the sense the words conveyed, and she, in her preoccupation with her own anxiety, and her pity for him, interpreted them aright. She stayed to add, "I don't know what he could have been on that train for, any way, do you?" "No, and he wa'n't on it; you'll find that out." "It'll be very provoking," she said, forecasting the minor trouble of the greater trouble's failure.

"No wonder he's a poor man," thought the squire, after his visitor returned home. "He ain't got no practical idees. Live and learn! that's all nonsense. His boy looks strong and able to work, and it's foolish sendin' him school any longer. That wa'n't my way, and see where I am," he concluded, with complacent remembrance of bonds and mortgages and money out at interest.

When I kim closer, I seed it wur the karkidge o' a buffler calf at that an' a couple o' buzzarts floppin' about on the thing, pickin' its peepers out. 'Twur far out, an' the water deep; but I'd made up my mind to fetch it ashore. I wa'n't long in strippin', I reckin." Here the hunters interrupted Rube's story with a laugh. "I tuk the water, an' swam out.