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'He's going to take him and educate him in the highest fashion, and make a gentleman of him, she says, 'for his mother's sake. 'Mercy on us! says I. 'What'll Maitland say when he comes for him? 'Maitland'll never come for him, she says, 'for I'm going to leave here, and the boy'll be gone before then.
A throb of light swept across the mother's face, but she only said in a voice calm and steady, "Well, you'd better get that hay down. It'll be late enough before it is in." "Listen to her, Barney," cried her husband scornfully. "And she'll not be going to the raising today, either. The boy'll be home by one in the morning, and sure that's time enough."
The boy'll live, shure he will!" He could not bear the agony on her face. It distracted him. He went out and sought solitude on a pile of stones back of the house. There was no solitude there, nor could he have remained long if there had been. He returned and drawing a stool up close beside her he sat down and put an arm tenderly over her shoulder.
Not if talk could prevent it would Taterleg allow them to be classed as a pair of boors who could not go beyond the ordinary cow-puncher's range in word and thought. "It'll be some time, ma'am, before that feller Hargus and his boy'll try to make a short cut to Glendora through your ranch ag'in," said he.
It was on the lawn near the yew-hedge, and I was standing by my grandmother, while Theobald on the pony was on the gravel-sweep. I knew that he made the pony curvet because I liked it; and presently my grandmother discovered that and took me away. "Sure, the fine days will come back," the old woman assented hopefully, "and there's the bonny boy'll bring them.
"I laid down on the floor and rolled over an' over, a laughin' like anything 'til ma come in, an' she jest looked at that bed, drove Tom out'n the room an' then she took hold er me, an' I, I had ter stop laughin' ter cry 'n Grandma Babson said, 'That boy'll yet come to the gallus."
I won't have you poking holes through it in that way. Don't tell that lunatic behind you, he'll be wanting it opened to see if his boy's inside! Now perhaps you'll let us alone!" "Well, sir," said the guard at last to the Doctor, as he withdrew, "he ain't in there. There's nothing under any of the seats. Your boy'll be comin' on by the next train, most likely the 8.40. We're all behind. Right!"
The demand was prompt and decided. "An-ina scared of devil-men?" Steve smilingly shook his head. "It's only stupid 'Sleeper' men scared of devil-men. Anyway there's no devil-men. Just wolves, and bears, that boy'll hunt and kill when he grows up." "But hers says ther's debble-men," the boy protested, his eyes wide with awe. Steve shook his head. "No," he said firmly. "Uncle Steve knows.
Ernest paid no attention to his words, but left the store, and struck the path homeward. "Who's that boy?" asked the tramp. "It's Ernest Ray." "Where'd he get that gold?" "He lives with his uncle, a mile from the village." "Is his uncle rich?" "Folks think so. They call him a miser." "Is he goin' to die?" "That's what the boy says." "And the boy'll get all his money?" "It's likely."
No, indeed, I am from the Queen's County, near Mar'boro'. We had the loveliest little farm there ye could see, me an' me poor husband, the Lord ha' mercy on his soul! Aye, indeed, it's little we ever thought but no matther! Glory be to goodness! my little boy'll be comin' back from America soon to take me out o' this."
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