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Kinder surprised folks by jinin' up sudden; but oh, well, it's a lot better quick than not at all sometimes." I caught my breath. My "spell" contracted in the army was passing. And here were Cliff Street and the round turret-like corners of Judge Baronet's stone-built domicile. It was high noon, and my father had just gone into the house. I gave Dever his fare and made the hall door at a leap.
"Marjie, maybe if that hole's too deep for Lettie to reach clear in, there might be somethin' she's missed. I dunno'. But niver moind. I took me vacation, went sailin' out with Dever fur a rale splurge to Kansas City. Across the Neosho Dever turns the stage aside, U. S. mail and all, and lands me siven miles up the river and ferries me on this side again.
He led the way through the bushes and they sat down together. I cannot say what Marjie thought as she looked out on the landscape I had watched in loneliness the night before. It was O'mie, and not his companion, who told me long afterwards of this evening. "I thought you were away on a ten days' vacation, O'mie. Dever said you were." She could not bear the silence.
You'd make a good father to her child, an' Phil would jest na'chelly be proud of you for a daddy-in-law." This from the stage driver, Dever, who had caught the spirit of the game in hand. "Anyhow you'd orter seen them two young folks meet when he first got back home, out there where the crowd of 'em helt up the stage.
We sat down together to the midday meal, and my father's blessing was like the benediction of Heaven to my ears. Springvale also had its measure of good breeding. My coming was the choicest news that Dever had had to give out for many a day, and the circulation was amazing in its rapid transit.
The stage driver, Dever, by name, was a stranger to me, but he knew all about my coming. Also he was proud to be the first to give me the freshest town gossip. That's the stage-driver's right divine always. I was eager to hear of everybody and in this forty miles' ride I was completely informed. The story rambled somewhat aimlessly from topic to topic, but it never lagged. "Did I know Judson?
"Good-bye, Amos, I'll be back, but not any sooner than ye nade me," and he was gone. The next day Dever the stage driver told us O'mie was going up to Wyandotte on business. "Whose business?" I asked. "He doesn't know a soul in Wyandotte, except Tell and Jim, who were working up there the last I knew. Tell may be in Fort Scott now. Whose business was it?"
One of the Red Range boys and Jim Conlow filled these vacant places. Reverently, as for one of the town's distinguished men, there walked beside us Father Le Claire and Judge Baronet, Cris Mead and Henry Anderson, father of the Anderson boys, Cam Gentry and Dever. Behind these came the whole of Springvale.
The father of scare journalism, Lenehan confirmed, and the brother-in-law of Chris Callinan. Hello?... Are you there?... Yes, he's here still. Come across yourself. Where do you find a pressman like that now, eh? the editor cried. He flung the pages down. Clamn dever, Lenehan said to Mr O'Madden Burke. Very smart, Mr O'Madden Burke said. Professor MacHugh came from the inner office.
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