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Also it was to have an "uplift" they were just beginning to use that canting term and Bunker's did much to popularize it. The magazine was to be intensely American in spirit, optimistic and enthusiastic in tone, and very chummy with its readers.
Mother Bunker's back was turned; Russ and Rose were on deck; the other three children, the twins and Margy, were busy prying into every corner of the stateroom to "see what it was meant for," when Mun Bun just stepped out. How long he had been gone when their mother discovered the little boy's absence, of course she did not know.
We had a most special time of it, you may depend, all except the minister; father got him into a corner, and gave him chapter and verse for the whole war. Every now and then as I come near them, I heard "Bunker's Hill, Brandywine, Clinton, Gates," and so on. It was broad day when we parted, and the last that went was poor minister.
In that I told of the visit of the children to Lake Sagatook, in Maine, where Mrs. Bunker's mother, Grandma Bell, lived. There the whole family had fine times, and they also solved a real mystery.
"Come up with me," he said; and in one moment she had been swept up before him on the little horse's neck, and was flying so wildly over the Steppes that her breath and sense failed her, and she knew no more till she was safe by Mrs. Bunker's fireside again. "SUPPOSE and suppose I go to sleep again; what should I like to see next? A sunny place, I think, where there is sea to look at.
A corner of one of the overturned bookcase sections struck Russ Bunker's head with considerable force actually cutting the skin and bringing blood. Big as he was, the oldest Bunker yelled loudly. Then, of course, everybody yelled. Quite a panic followed.
Bunker's room better than Uncle Joseph's museum, where there were some big stuffed beasts with glaring eyes that frightened them; and they had to walk round with hands behind, that they might not touch anything, or else their uncle's voice was sure to call out gruffly, "Paws off!" Mrs. Bunker was not a bit like the smart house-keepers at other houses.
Some of the men Bragdon knew were interested in the new magazine, and one of the first jobs he did was a cover design for an early number. The magazine with his picture a Brittany girl knee-deep in the dark water helping to unload a fishing boat lay on the centre table for weeks. Clive Reinhard's new novel, for which Jack did the pictures, also came out in Bunker's this year.
Faithful and true to their kind-hearted masters were Cato and Jim, passing the letter from hand to hand, till it reached Doctor Joseph Warren in consultation with General Artemus Ward and the committee of safety in Cambridge. "Bunker's Hill is to be occupied at once." That was all, except an ink blot. "It is authentic, from a trustworthy Son of Liberty," said Doctor Warren.
"Yes, if you are Mr. Munroe Ford." And the young lady smiled pleasantly. "Yes, that's my name," said Mr. Bunker's stepfather. "And if you don't believe me you can ask these boys," and he pointed to Russ and Laddie, who were staring at the pretty young lady. "Only," went on the old gentleman, "they would probably say I was 'Grandpa Ford, and so I am, to them." "That's who he is," declared Russ.
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