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Cone's tongue against his teeth clicked his astonishment at this extraordinary experience, and while he congratulated Mr. Appel upon his miraculous escape he noted that he was wearing souvenirs of his trip in the way of an elk-tooth scarf-pin and a hat-band of braided horse hair. The same train had brought Mrs.
Appel was able to say humorously as, with his table knife, he scalped his agate-ware plate loose from the oil-cloth: "I suppose we shall soon learn the customs of the country. In a month we should all be fairly well ac'climated." "Acclim'ated," Mr. Stott corrected. "Ac'climated," Mr. Appel maintained, obstinately. "At least with your kind permission I shall continue to so pronounce it."
This notice could not be regarded in any other light than that of an insult to British officers in general, causing much resentment. All future walks were voluntarily given up, and at evening "appel" all parole cards, without exception, were returned to the Huns by mutual consent, to avoid any insinuations of this sort in the future.
The next morning he packed his bag and started down the road without saying good-bye to any one. His departure reduced the party to half its original number, and that was bad enough, but when by lunch-time Mr. Appel had developed a soreness which led him to believe he was injured internally and should consult a physician, the situation became infinitely worse to Wallie and Pinkey.
Appel opened her reticule, took out a handkerchief and held it to her eyes. In the meantime the side wheels had dropped off the station platform and the coach had righted itself, but in spite of all that Pinkey and Wallie could do the leaders swung sharply to the left and dragged the wheel horses after them down the railroad track.
He never would have suspected, for instance, that J. Harry Stott, who in his own environment was a person of some little consequence, in another could appear a complete and unmitigated ass. Or that Mrs. Budlong had such a wolfish appetite, or that ten cents looked larger to Mr. Appel than a dollar did to Pink, or that Old Penrose was vain as a peacock about his looks.
Appel remarked as he stood up and leaned out the window. Before he had time to report, however, two side wheels went over the edge of the station platform, tipping the coach to an angle which sent all the passengers on the upper side into the laps of those on the lower. Aunt Lizzie pitched headlong and with such force that when she struck Mr. Stott on the mouth with her onyx apple she cut his lip.
Appel interrogated, "a white man who marries an Indian woman?" "Not necessarily. I mean a man who permits a woman to support him without making any effort on his part to do a man's work. He may be an Adonis and gifted to the point of genius, but I have no respect for him. He " Wallie did not linger.
Appel of the Olivette, who think that women, even if they are trained nurses, have no business with an army, and should be snubbed, if not browbeaten, until they learn to keep their place. I hope this suggestion does not do Dr.
"I shall succeed or leave my bones in Wyoming!" Wallie declared, dramatically. Mr. Appel snickered: "They'll help fertilize the soil, which I'm told needs it." His early struggles had made Mr. Appel callous. Miss Macpherson, looking straight ahead, gave no indication that she saw her nephew coming. "Will you say good-bye to me, Aunt Mary?" She appeared not to see the hand he put out to her.
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