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"Perhaps here in this town I shall make a start toward what I am after," he thought, his heart filled with happiness and the songs of the tipsy workmen ringing in his ears. All through the next few weeks there was an air of something astir among the men of Sam's gang and about Ed's hotel.

And there was Ed Bates his intimate friend, though older than he, a "whaling," noisy kind of boy, who was under conviction and sure he was going to be lost. How John envied him! And pretty soon Ed "experienced religion." John anxiously watched the change in Ed's face when he became one of the elect. And a change there was. And John wondered about another thing.

Hollis received a letter from Weary, dated "Chicago," announcing the safe arrival of himself and Ed Hazelton. "Town" suited him to a "T," he wrote. But Doctor Hammond would not operate at once he wanted time to study the symptoms of Ed's malady. That was all. Hollis turned this letter over to Nellie, with another from Ed, addressed to her whose contents remained a mystery to him.

He says Ed can't expect a great corporation, with heavy freight and passenger traffic, to take any deep personal interest in the bone troubles of a mere brakeman. It was about here, I guess, that Ed's feelings must of overcome him. He saw it was no use bandying words any more; so he started to do foul murder.

"Now don't be tellin' that yarn agin," broke in Dick. "Sure Bill's heard un leastways he must 'a' heard un." "No, I never heard un," said Bill. "An' ain't been missin' much then. 'Tis just one o' Ed's yarns, an' no truth in un." "'Tis no yarn. 'Tis true, an' I could prove un by th' Injuns. Leastways I could if I knew where un were, but none o' that crowd o' Injuns comes this way these days."

Some time you may sail away to see it." In outward appearance Skipper Ed's cabin was almost the counterpart of Abel's, but within it was fitted much more completely and tastefully. On the well-scrubbed floor were rugs of dog and wolf skins, and there were three big armchairs one for Skipper Ed, one for his partner, and one for Abel when he came to see them and a rocker for Mrs.

And yet and yet I can see I can see now this feller's hair's pretty nigh white and Ed's was dark brown. But then if this feller was Ed he'd be he'd be let's see he'd be all of thirty-five years older than he was thirty-five years ago and that would account " Mary burst out laughing. "Do be still, Isaiah!" she broke in. "You are perfectly idiotic. That man's name is Smith, I tell you." Mr.

It meant, "Come! I want you," and when at home if Jimmy wished Bobby to come over to Skipper Ed's cabin, or Bobby wished Jimmy to come to Abel Zachariah's cabin, it was the way they called one another. And when the signal was heard, two shots were fired in quick succession to say, "I hear, and I will come," or two shots with an interval between, to say, "I hear you, but I can't come."

Like sleeping cancers, the Austin vices had lain dormant in him during boyhood; it had required the mutation from youth to manhood, and the alterative effect of marriage, to rouse them; but, once awakened, their ravages had been swift and destructive. Ed's marriage to Alaire had been inevitable.

He had it straight from them Hungarians who live in the house back of his married sister's. The Carroll girl, she goes there, and she told them, and them told Ed's sister." "Perhaps she has had some of her wages. You don't mean she has not been paid at all?" Mrs. Anderson said. "I mean not at all," the maid said, firmly. "That girl that works for them Carrolls has not been paid, not at all."