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Updated: July 26, 2025
If his life had depended on it, William Wetherell could not have spoken a word to Mr. Bixby then. "You done well, Will, sure enough," that gentleman continued to whisper. "And Alvy's gal done well, too you understand. I guess she's the only one that ever snarled up Al Lovejoy so that he didn't know where he was at. But it took a fine, delicate touch for her job and yours, Will.
Arethusa came back with the shawl and several yards of rose-colored ribbon that matched it as perfectly as if woven especially to be worn with it to hold the Locket. Jessie's face broke into welcoming smiles. Most of the other clerks smiled also. Arethusa's honest joy in her purchases was truly refreshing after Mrs. Bixby. "Isn't that a perfectly beautiful match?"
"Don't tell him what you asked him and he won't know, and then it will be all right," said Bunny. "All right," whispered Sue. Then aloud she said: "Is it much farther to your house, Mr. Bixby?" "Why, no," answered the ragged man. "So that's what you asked me, was it? I wasn't listening, I'm afraid.
Bixby say, 'Get the picture if it kills the leading man! And though he doesn't mean that literally I think he would do anything short of murder to get his picture. Well, they thought that the whole reel was spoiled because one scene with Fleurette in it wasn't right. And they were bound to have her over there again." "She shan't go, so she shouldn't!"
I even got to 'setting' her and letting the wheel go, entirely, while I vaingloriously turned my back and inspected the stem marks and hummed a tune, a sort of easy indifference which I had prodigiously admired in Bixby and other great pilots.
That isn't all: "'I only wish to live till the juleps come again!" And Mr. Bangs laughed uproariously, even after he had said, "Good-by," and shut the door behind him. "What a personification of Bacchus!" thought Mr. Bixby "'Ever laughing, ever young. "He will be young as long as he lives, but I am afraid that won't be long.
Bixby went into hiding behind a smoke-stack where he could observe results. Presently the captain stepped out on the hurricane deck; next the chief mate appeared; then a clerk. Every moment or two a straggler was added to my audience; and before I got to the head of the island I had fifteen or twenty people assembled down there under my nose. I began to wonder what the trouble was.
ONE day, on the street, I encountered the man whom, of all men, I most wished to see Horace Bixby; formerly pilot under me or rather, over me now captain of the great steamer 'City of Baton Rouge, the latest and swiftest addition to the Anchor Line.
The gentleman apparently did not resent this, although he seemed in imminent danger of being upset. "How be you, Peleg? Er you know Will?" "No," said the gentleman. Mr. Bixby seized Mr. Wetherell under the elbow, and addressed himself to the storekeeper's ear. "Will, I want you to shake hands with Senator Peleg Hartington, of Brampton. This is Will Wetherell, Peleg, from Coniston you understand."
He frankly declared that he did not understand. "Seeing that you are doubtful, we'll have the show, anyway, and you can tell me later whether or not you relish it." He opened the door and called. Bixby came in. It was evident that Bixby had been waiting. "All ready!" said Starr. "All right!" said Bixby.
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