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The youth regarded him with some insolence of manner, but as he might be addressing a future customer from the country, he replied with a show of civility that Master Cale was in the room behind the shop, curling the perukes of some gentlemen, but that Tom could go inside and wait if he liked.
"There will be only one person left in all the world that knows about Rosie," said Cale in a strangely quiet tone. His left hand went out swiftly. The fingers clutched Courtney's hair, pushing his head back. Even as the wretch opened his lips to squeal for mercy, the cold muzzle of the weapon was jammed against the flesh under his ear. There was a loud explosion....
Woodhull's the man, but Woodhull's gone lost, I reckon, or maybe killed and lying out somewhere on these prairies. You take it, Cale." Price considered for a time. "No," said he at length. "It's no time for one of us to take on what may be done better by someone else, because our women and children are at stake.
I have seen you come back from Cale Schurman's crying, and after asking you several times you would make out to answer, you had not been all the way over because you forgot what you went for. You would frequently jump up from the corner, and ask some peculiar question. I remember three you asked me. 1st. Father, does form mean shape? Yes. Has everything some shape? Yes.
Dementia frequently takes the form of er you might say unnatural cunning." "I'll speak to Mrs. Vick. There's a scrap-book of Kodak pictures there on the table. I was looking through it today. She and her brother, Cale, made heaps of pictures. You might be looking through it while I go upstairs." Thane was lighting a cigarette.
Tom asked if he might make one of the party without intruding; and the bright eyes of the girl gave eloquent answer. So they sallied forth together, and Master Cale played cicerone, and showed Tom many strange and wonderful things, telling him absorbing stories the while. He showed him the limits of the ravages of the Great Fire, which he could remember well, as he was ten years old at the time.
Courtney's wavering and uncertain, Caleb's fixed and triumphant. "Is is that you, Cale?" mumbled the former wonderingly. Young Vick nodded his head slowly. "How did you get here?" asked Thane, sensing peril in those boring, unfaltering eyes. His hand went out to feel for the revolver he had dropped. "Where What has become of the man that jumped on me? The detective."
Pollock, "is the word that young Cale Vick, across the river, has enlisted in the navy. He leaves on Monday for Chicago to join some sort of a training school, preparatory to taking a job on one of Uncle Sam's newest battleships, the biggest in the world, according to his grandfather, who was in to see me a day or two ago.
Come in, come in, lad, and a hearty welcome to you! Faith, we had almost begun to give you up for lost! There be so many who go to foreign parts, but return thence no more, and of whom nothing more is ever heard. The Lord be praised that that has not been your fate!" Cale had taken Tom by both hands, and was drawing him eagerly into the house.
It should also be remembered to his credit that he loved France with an ardour not so frequently expressed then as now. Indeed, he loved her so much that the last four years of agony might have come near to breaking his heart. He was one of the finest spirits of the twentieth century. Cale Young Rice was born in Kentucky, on the seventh of December, 1872.
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