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Updated: June 23, 2025


She had sent down to the book-store for ten cents' worth of tinted note paper and to the drugstore for some of Harriet's favorite sachet powder. Then she put a few sheets of the paper in a dinner plate and sprinkled the powder over them and set the plate where the powder could perfume the paper but not the house. Miss Anna was averse to all odor-bearing things natural or artificial.

He made a great feint of lunging after her, and she dodged behind her mother's rocking-chair, tilting it sharply. "Children!" "Mamma, don't you let him touch me!" "You you little imp, you!" "Children!" "I tell you, ma, that kid's getting too fresh." "You spoil her, Izzy, more as any one." "It's those yellow novels, and that gang of drugstore snips you let her run with will be her ruination.

Imagine it; sheet ruby, sheet emerald, all the beauty and luster of jewels in the windows of the corner drugstore! And there is another thing that I want you to think about.

There was, luckily, no gathering of a crowd, for no one had witnessed the struggle in the machine. A few steps beyond, the blue and red lights of a drugstore stained the sidewalk. The girl seized the man's arm and turned to Donaldson. "He is my brother," she explained. "We must leave the machine and get him home at once. Can we order a cab from somewhere?"

He obviously didn't like young people at least them and he would be more apt to confide in Dr. Miller if the scientist interviewed him alone. The scientist agreed. "Why don't you two wait in the drugstore? You can have a coke or something." Dr. Miller parked the car in front of Collins' house and the boys crossed the street to the drugstore.

He went directly to the drugstore, the torn label of which was on the bottle he had found to contain a trace of poison. Without going into details, but announcing who he was, he asked if the druggist could give him any information as to who had bought the cyanide. "Well, I can look at my records," said the pharmacist.

But, in a far corner, the searchers discovered a package of gauze, and another of salve, with which poor Garwood had evidently attended to the burns resulting from former explosions. Later it was found that both packages came from a drugstore some twenty miles away, where the poor fellow had also bought his explosive materials from time to time.

Peter would go in there, and pretend to get something to eat, and would watch thru the window, and the moment he saw the right men come in, he would hurry out and signal to McGivney, who would be in a drugstore at the next corner. McGivney must keep out of sight himself, because the "Reds" knew him as one of Guffey's agents. It wasn't necessary to repeat anything twice.

And I had come almost to the turning into Drugstore Lane when the sound of a voice fetched me up, all eyes and ears, against the pickets of the Matheson place. It was the voice of my cousin Duncan, the only father I ever knew. He was constable of Urkey Village, and there was something in the voice as I heard it in the yard that told you why. "Drop it, Joshua! Drop it, or by heavens !"

"And I can lug this heavy camera way over there if you say so, and hand ten thousand dollars worth of free ads to a German line, stick up pictures of their boat in little drugstore windows all up and down the Middle West. Do you know how to tell me to go away?" Captain Townes smiled heavily. "No," he said, "I guess I don't. Here's a pass that'll give you the run of the dock."

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