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I added, however, for his personal benefit as I turned my back on him in contempt, "Those who crow the loudest, I've heard, generally do the least when the time for real action comes!" "Thrue for ye, Mister Gray-ham," cried Tim Rooney. "Brag's a good dog, but Howldfast's the bist for my money.
He knew nothing about him, and was rather afraid that he had been done. But the little horse seemed to have a dash of pace about him, and in the evening there was some talk of the animal. Fred Pepper thought that the little horse was faster than Brag. Fred Pepper never praised his own horses loudly; and when Brag's merits were chaunted, said that perhaps Ralph was right.
Dick & Co., however, under the inspiring influence of their leader, were all to the hopeful. "We'll win," Dick proclaimed, "because Gridley needs the game. When Gridley folks go after anything they won't take 'no' for an answer. That's the spirit of the town, and the High School is worthy of all the traditions of the town." "Talk's cheap, and brag's a good dog!" sneered Ripley.
Brag's a good dog, you know, but Holdfast's a better. Now, then, I think you ought to be going back. Good-bye, my boy. I look to you to be your mother's protector more and more. Perhaps in the future I may be absent. But you must go now, for I have an important letter to write. My dear love to your mother, and come to me again whenever you have a chance."
His replies as to the manner of the hurt, as well as his light-headed wanderings, had made it more and more evident that the man Brag's brutality had been excited by his persisting in kneeling down to say his prayers aloud the only way he knew how to say them.
Slivers looked at him with fiery scorn in his one eye. 'Say! he shrieked, waving his cork arm, 'talk about your darned honour! Say she's dragging your noble name through the mud, and say you'll divorce her if she don't give you half a share in the Pactolus; that will frighten her. 'Pickles! again ejaculated the parrot. 'Oh, no, it won't, said Villiers; 'Brag's a good dog, but he don't bite.
You wasn't very brave then," said Ned. "Umph! I didn't know anything about hogs," explained Hal. "And I reckon you don't know much 'bout painters, either, youngster. Brag's a good dog, but Holdfast's a better one," broke in old Jerry. "Isn't it time for a start, Jerry?" called I; "and how's your shoulder this morning?" "It's past time fur a start, and nigh upon noon.
"That's a lie!" shouted Bolt, and shoved her aside and burst into the room. "None of your tricks on travelers," said he, in his obstreperous way. "I saw your heads through the window. Good news, my boy! I've done the trick. I wouldn't say a word till it was all settled, for Brag's a good dog, but Holdfast's a better.
From all the rest of the H.S. fans came the roaring answer: "Lost! Suitable reward and no questions asked!" Then the Cobber fans hurled back this hint: "Brag's a great dog, Brag's a smart dog, Brag's a good dog, but Look out for the cat!" Cobber now developed their own famous bulldog tactics. From the seven-yard line Gridley moved the ball less than two yards in three plays.
Braddle saw it as the villagers saw it excited, curious, secretly hopeful of undue lavishness from "a chap as had nivver had brass before an' wants to chuck it away for brag's sake," or somewhat alarmed at the possible neglecting of customs and privileges by a person ignorant of memorial benefactions.
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