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Hen, catching only an imperfect view as he gazed down past the end of his nose, was sure that he had been badly injured by his fall. Some of the other boys set up a yell of laughter. "Why, you big baby!" blurted Toby. "You've only scratched your lip on the ice." "A handful of snow will heal it!" asserted Ben Alvord. "Come, get up, bone-head! Come on to your dousing."
"See here, Darrin, Prescott may be fresh, but he ain't as bad as you are!" "So it's I you want to fight with, is it?" laughed Dave. "Come right on to the shore, then, and don't try any bluffing." But Ben Alvord didn't care about putting up his guard before either of these spirited youngsters of the Central Grammar School. After sputtering a little Ben skated away by himself.
They all recognized Mr. Alvord, as he stood with folded arms and looked down on the flood that rushed by on either side of him. He had not seen them, and no greeting was possible above the sound of the waters. Webb thought as he carried little Ned up the steep path, "Perhaps, in the mad current, he sees the counterpart of some period in his past."
There came at this time, to each company of one regiment, a copy of the New York Observer, Independent, Christian Examiner, Evangelist and other papers, and Mr. Alvord, the agent of the Tract Society, had just been among the men, distributing copies of the American Messenger. These were soon collected and carried over to be exchanged for copies of the Richmond Enquirer, Sentinel, and Examiner.
I can't see Alvord, and Gus is too far to call to. Go over there, boy, to that chauffeur with the leather coat he'll pay you." "No, thanky mum! I've had that dodge tried afore! Pity a grand dame like you can't scare up a nickel! Want to work a poor newsie! Shame for ya, lady!" "Hush your impudence, you little wretch!" cried Aunt Abby. "Here, Eunice, help me get my purse.
"He's very much mixed up in San's affairs. But, Eunice, I don't want to burden you with all these details. Only, you see, Alvord is your lawyer, and it's confoundedly awkward " "Look here, Mason, do this can't you? Forgive Alvord all Sanford's claims on him. I mean, wipe the slate clean, as far as he is concerned. I don't want his money I mean I don't want to keep his stocks and things.
Aunt Abby paid it willingly enough, and with Fibsy, took her departure. On reaching home they found Alvord Hendricks there. Mason Elliott had tarried and Fleming Stone, too, was still there. Eunice was awaiting Aunt Abby's return to have dinner served. "I thought you'd never come, Auntie," said Eunice, greeting her warmly.
"Camping," replied Dick with an air of importance. "Whee! Say, take me along?" coaxed Ben. Dick hated the task of refusing, but Dave came to his rescue. "Got five dollars, Ben?" "Quit your kidding," retorted Alvord. "That's what each fellow paid to get into this outfit," Dave went on. "We couldn't feed any more fellows unless they contributed their share in cash."
Miss Grew lived in Greenfield and had been down to visit Miss Greene. Mr. Alvord was engaged to Miss Grew, and wanted to accompany her home, but he couldn't exactly, you know, unless Miss Greene went along. So Miss Greene obliged them. The girls knew the day Phillips was going, and hastened their plans a trifle, so as to take the same stage at least that is what Charles Sumner said.
Billy had been called in to testify and had shown an uncanny amount of knowledge of fraudulent land deals and Alvord had corroborated many of his statements. Kent accused Billy of this openly, one Sunday afternoon at Lydia's. They were sitting on the lake shore, for the day was parching hot.
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