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Updated: June 11, 2025
Sullenly the tall young man tramped along the road with his hands stuffed into his trouser pockets. The day was cold with a raw wind, but presently the sun began to shine and the road became soft and muddy. The tops of the ridges of frozen mud that formed the road began to melt and the mud clung to Elmer's shoes. His feet became cold.
If Lawrence had been half so good and kind and bright if he knew half as much I might have loved him longer." "Wait a bit, and I'll get the lines." "May I go too?" "Oh, yes; come." The two went softly up the hall stairs, through the long entry to the L, and into Elmer's room.
He took up a subject and exhausted it, as far as is possible within the limits of our present knowledge; and his monograph on Heredity had demonstrated with a detestable logic that much of Elmer's treatise on Eugenics was based on evidence that must be viewed with the gravest suspicion.
"Because I was left here to prevent robbers getting out of the gangway. They're further in, and have captured three of my chums." "All nonsense!" shouted Mr. Carson breaking into the conversation impatiently. "These breaker boys never tell the truth!" "Are you Mr. Buck?" asked Sandy, speaking an undertone to Elmer's father. "Because if you are, you'll find Elmer just a short distance ahead.
For a time they thought of passing over the camp and dropping a message, but this pleasant idea was given up. "Although," as Alan expressed it, "one of Elmer's hot suppers and a soft bed of balsam boughs to-night wouldn't be bad." Ned thought of the four nights of hard floor and agreed, but he said: "You'll have to forget soft beds if we're ever going to find Cibola.
One last thing remained to be done to kill the Indian and make a dash forward down the river bank. And he must act before his foe discovered him. Elmer's revolver flashed fire and he saw his foe of the red and yellow face bound into the air and then topple forward with a cry of anguish. The boy turned, but too late. Directly in front he heard the sudden shouts of other Indians.
When the Church Bells were ding-donging at 10 A. M. on Sunday, the former teacher of the Bible Class and the back-sliding Basso of the Choir would be zig-zagging around the Links, the Stake being a Ball a Hole. Elmer's Father became a Demon with the Irons and had his Name engraved on a Consolation Cup.
But Ned and Alan did not eat with their friends that night, nor for some days to come. And when they saw each other again one of Elmer's juicy venison steaks would have seemed to all of them the sweetest morsel ever eaten by man.
I want to go with you; I want a rifle, I tell you! Didn't I see Tommy Rudge go down with a bullet in his belly? Didn't I see Denny when the Kid shot him?" Norton laid a hand on Elmer's arm, speaking quietly. "Listen, Elmer," he said. "We will do what we can where Brocky is. But that isn't all of the devilment to-night.
Then, running through the shadows to her home, she was thinking of the boy who had wished to propose to her and of the man who had done so; of Elmer's little home upon the knoll surrounded by a cow, a horse, and some pigs . . . and of a big house like a palace looking out to sea across the swaying masts of white-sailed, sea-going yachts!
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