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Updated: May 4, 2025
You will be delighted to see Peggy, and Rupert, and the dogs, won't you, dear?" Miss Hayes, her cheeks actually getting some color into them at the thought of going home, buttered a fluffy biscuit for her idol. Dorman took two bites while he considered. "Rupert'll want my little wheels, for my feet, what Mr. Cam'ron gave me but he can't have 'em, dough. I 'spect he'll be mad.
"I did not say I blamed anybody. I think we'll not discuss it." "Yes, I think we shall. You'll tell me all about it, if I want to know." Beatrice adopted her coaxing tone, which never had failed her. "Oh, no!" Keith laughed a little. "A girl can't always have her own way just because she wants it, even if she " "I've got a fish, Mr. Cam'ron!"
And so he climbed up high, into a funny bed on a shelf, and rested. And when he was rested he couldn't open the door, and he kicked and kicked, and then Be'trice came, and Mr. Cam'ron. "And you said you'd help me find my one penny," he reminded Keith, blinking solemnly at him from the chair. "And I want to shake hands wis your big, high pony. I'm going to buy him wis my six pennies.
But the first sled to get through to Snow Camp brought, besides the doctor, the boy's mother and 'Lias Hatfield himself. The backwoods woman showed considerable tenderness when she met her lost boy, and the young fellow who had suffered in jail for some weeks held no anger against his brother because of it. "Why, Mr. Cam'ron," he said to the merchant, "I reckon it sarved me out right.
I want a pony, and some ledder towsers wis fringes down 'em, and I want some little wheels on my feet. Mr. Cam'ron says I do need some little wheels, Be'trice." "Did he, honey?" "Yes, he did. I like Mr. Cam'ron, Be'trice; he let me ride his big, high pony. He's a berry good pony. He shaked hands wis me, Be'trice he truly did." "Did he, hon?" Beatrice, I am sorry to say, was not listening.
"Helen Cam'ron wouldn't have been called on to give Ruthie her frocks which she only wore last year, and outgrew, if you hadn't lost Ruthie's trunk. Ye know that, Jabez," urged Aunt Alvirah. "I s'pose I'm never to hear the last of that!" stormed the miller. "You are still to hear the first word from Ruthie about it, Jabez," admonished his housekeeper. "Well!"
Cam'ron interduced us, Be'trice. He said, 'Redcloud, dis is Master Dorman Hayes. Shake hands wis my frien' Dorman. And he put up his front hand, Be'trice, and nod his head, and I shaked his hand. I dess love that big, high pony, Be'trice. Can I buy him, Be'trice?" "Maybe, kiddie." "Can I buy him wis my six shiny pennies, Be'trice?" "Maybe." "Mr. Cam'ron lives right over that hill, Be'trice.
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