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Dolliver could nowise account for this happy condition of his spirits and physical energies, until he remembered taking an experimental sip of a certain cordial which was long ago prepared by his grandson and carefully scaled up in a bottle, and had been reposited in a dark closet among a parcel of effete medicines ever since that gifted young man's death.
It had an Eastern fragrance, too, a smell of drugs, strong- scented herbs, and spicy gums, gathered from the many potent infusions that had from time to time been spilt over it; so that, snuffing him afar off, you might have taken Dr. Dolliver for a mummy, and could hardly have been undeceived by his shrunken and torpid aspect, as he crept nearer.
On the other hand, his is a far richer and less debased nature than that of Portsoaken. Hawthorne appears subsequently to have divided him, straining off from the rank sediments which settle into the character of Dr. Portsoaken the clear sweetness of good Grandsir Dolliver.
Dolliver, speaking in support of the resolutions, complimented the speech of the Indiana member, but suggested its success as an applause-getter would be greater than as a maker of votes. "I cannot understand," declared Mr. Dolliver, "how a man who distrusts everything of his own country can fail utterly to suspect anything upon the part of other great powers of the world." Concluding, Mr.
So saying, he painfully finished the ascent, and came into the laboratory, where he let himself fall into the Doctor's easy-chair, with an anathema on the chair, the Doctor, and himself; and, staring round through the dusk, he met the wide-open, startled eyes of little Pansie, who had been reading a gilt picture-book in the corner. "Send away that child, Dolliver," cried the Colonel, angrily.
It looked like a kind of Manichean idol, which might have been elevated on a pedestal for a century or so, enjoying the worship of its votaries in the open air, until the impious sect perished from among men, all save old Dr. Dolliver, who had set up the monster in his bedchamber for the convenience of private devotion.
Yet he had a little reluctance in owning it, although he did not exactly understand why, since the Colonel had, apparently, no rightful claim to it, at all events. "That medicine, that receipt," continued his visitor, "is my hereditary property, and I challenge you, on your peril, to give it up." "But what if the original owner should call upon me for it," objected Dr. Dolliver.
I'll take one of the teams " "You stay with him," jerked out Ann. "I can ride." "Ride? Them ain't ridin' hosses, Miss," declared Old Dolliver. "If a horse has got four legs he can be ridden," declared the girl from the ranch, succinctly. "Take the off one on my team, then " "That old plug? I guess not!" exclaimed Ann, and was off. She unharnessed one of the pitching, snapping mustangs. "Whoa easy!
When the great football games came off he worked himself into a frenzy of excitement over them and even tried to make several of his class teams, though without success. He chummed with Charlie Geary and with young Dolliver Haight, the two San Francisco boys. The three were continually together.
I would fain quit the scene and have done with the Colonel, who, I am glad, has happened to die at so early a period of the narrative. I therefore hasten to say that a coroner's inquest was held on the spot, though everybody felt that it was merely ceremonial, and that the testimony of their good and ancient townsman, Dr. Dolliver, was amply sufficient to settle the matter.
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