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They have specialists there " "But, Mr. Drugg! why don't you try?" gasped Janice, quite shaken by all she had heard and felt. "Try what, Miss?" he asked, curiously. "Why don't you try to make business better? Can't you improve it?" "How, Miss?" "Oh, dear me! You don't want me to tell you how, do you?" cried Janice, "I I am afraid it would sound impudent."
She was a very stubborn woman, and very stern; more so than my own mother. But Mrs. Drugg had to give in to him about the violin, for she needed Hopewell to run the store for her. They had little other means. "But she made him marry 'Cinda Stone," added 'Rill. "Poor 'Cinda! she was never happy. Not that Hopewell did not treat her well.
And then Well, 'Cinda Stone was lef all alone, an' she lived right back o' Drugg's store, an' her father had owed Drugg a power of money 'fore he died a big store bill, ye see. Hopewell Drugg is as soft as butter; mebbe he loved 'Cinda Stone; anyhow he merried her after he'd got the mitten from Amarilla. Huh! ye can't never tell the whys and wherefores of sech things not re'lly."
And in the middle of the biggest window of Drugg's store was a beautiful wax doll, which she and Miss 'Rill had themselves dressed. On Christmas morning that doll was to be found by Lottie Drugg, fast asleep with its head on the blind child's own pillow! Janice had to run around just to take a last peek at the window and the doll, while Marty went to the post office for the evening mail.
"Papa Drugg be right back; Papa Drugg be right back," she said, forming the phrase with evident difficulty. Janice went close to her and laid a hand upon Lottie's shoulder. The little girl caught at it quickly, ran her slim fingers up her arm to her shoulder and so, jumping up from the box, felt of Janice's face, too. The latter stooped and kissed her. "I know you I know you," murmured the child.
Don't you see?" and she stamped her foot impatiently. "Hoity-toity, young lady!" chuckled Massey. They were all inside now and the druggist locked the door again. Behind the stove, in the corner, sat Mr. Cross Moore, and he did not say a word. "You can see yourself, Mr. Massey," urged Frank Bowman, helping Drugg into a chair, "that this is no ordinary drunk."
It's darker and cooler under these trees than anywhere else on the street. Isn't it?" Janice agreed by pressing her hand again, and little Lottie laughed such a shrill, eyrie little laugh! They were before the gloomy-looking store of Hopewell Drugg. The wailing of the fiddle floated out upon the warm afternoon air. The blind girl tripped up the steps of the porch and in at the open door.
Yeou jest wasted your money, Janice Day, when you put up fer the operation, and I knowed it at the time." "Oh, I hope not, Mrs. Scattergood!" Janice replied. "Not that I care about the money; but I do, do hope that little Lottie will keep her sight. The poor, dear little thing!" "What's the matter with Lottie Drugg?" demanded Marty, from the doorway.
"You are more than welcome, Miss Janice," returned the storekeeper, as he put down his instrument again. "Is the child all right?" "She will be busy there for an hour, I think," declared Janice. "I I am afraid I shall scarcely know how to entertain you. Miss," said Drugg, hesitatingly. "We have little company. I I have a few books " "Oh, my, Mr.
Two thick squares of wood of equal size are stoutly clenched together, so that they cross each other's grain at right angles; a line of considerable length is then attached to the middle of this block, and the other end of the line being looped, it can in a moment be fastened to a harpoon. It is chiefly among gallied whales that this drugg is used.
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