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Updated: June 29, 2025
So by and by the Winslow pair went to live in the Winslow house, and the Byington pair in the Byington house; and if you listen well, you may hear an aged voice, a voice with a brogue, saying: "Ay! there's a Linnard Winslow, now, and there's a Godfrey Boyington. And there's still an Isable Winslow and a Ruth Boyington.
When our class was about leaving Andover, the question was solemnly propounded to us by our teachers, who of us would go to the heathen I well remember the pain and distress with which Byington examined it, for no person could be more fondly attached to his friends and kindred, his final decision to go, and the perfect joy he had in it after his mind was made up.
She passed into her room, closed the door, and standing in the middle of the floor, with her temples in her palms, said, "O merciful God! Oh, Leonard Byington, if only that second hand of yours had hung back!" Arthur and Isabel were married in their own little church of All Angels, at the far end of the old street.
An hour later Buck Byington drew Sanders aside. "Dave, you're a chuckle-haided rabbit. If ever I seen tinhorn sports them two is such. They're collectin' a livin' off'n suckers. Didn't you sabe that come-on stuff? Their pack-horse is a ringer. They tried him out this evenin', but I noticed they ran under a blanket. Both of 'em are crooked as a dog's hind laig." "Maybeso," admitted the young man.
A bunch of the church's best men got together and agreed that all Arthur needed was rest; that this bright moment was the right one in which to offer him a vacation; that his physician should flatly order him to take it; and that Byington should arrange the matter. Leonard accepted the task, the physician spoke with startling flatness, and the whole kind plot worked well.
"Any relation to Byington, your new political leader in these parts?" "Same man," the answer would be, and there the narrator was sure to fall into a glowing tribute to the ideal companionship existing between the rector, his bride, the young district attorney, and Ruth Byington.
Only three of us need to know it. You stay at the well to keep Doble's gang back if we slip up. I'll give the signal, and the third man will fire the fuse." "Buck Byington will be here pretty soon. I'll get him to set off the Fourth-of-July celebration. He's a regular clam won't ever say a word about this." "When you hear her go off, you'd better bring the men down on the jump."
He saw and made his way to them; inquired about the General, spoke of his reply to Byington, complimented the dancing of Julia, inquired about her partner, and rattled on about several things. "Will your brother Barton be here this evening?" asked Mrs. Ford. "I don't know; he thought he would not," was the reply. "He don't go out at all, lately."
But tell me you never did tell them anything about that Sally M. mine business, did you?" "No, I should say not! Didn't you tell me you didn't want it to get out? It was bad enough, the way old Dan and your sainted father handed it to each other over that mine, wasn't it? I know about it, for I promoted that mine myself, and the name'll prove that Sally M. Byington, with the Byington left off!
Behind, on the west, these gardens dropped swiftly out of sight to a hidden brook, from the farther shore of which rose the great wooded hill whose shelter from the bitter northwest had invited the old Puritan founders to choose the spot for their farming village of one street, with a Byington and a Winslow for their first town officers.
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