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Up to this point the matter is settled, and metaphysicians may as well make a record of the decision; for Watts McHurdie, Jacob Dolan, Philemon Ward, Martin Culpepper, and sometimes Oscar Fernald, know just exactly as much about it as the ablest logician in the world.
"But I am quite used to roughing it," protested Ted. "I've often camped out." "Camping is all very well for a while but after a time it ceases to be a joke. No, if you move up here to accommodate us, you must have decent quarters. Both Mr. Fernald and Mr. Clarence would insist on that, I am certain.
Moreover, Ted was now able to speak each day with his father at the Fernald shipping rooms and by this means keep in closer touch with his family. As for Mr. Wharton, he marvelled that a telephone to the shack had not been put in at the outset. "It is not a luxury," he insisted. "It's a necessity! An indispensable part of the farm equipment!" Certainly in the days to come it proved its worth!
It was almost midnight, but it seemed like a week to the boys, when the cracking of twigs and the crunch of feet warned of the approach of men. It proved to be the party, for they heard a low growling imprecation from Green as he stumbled over some object. Garry nudged Fernald, and immediately felt two sharp taps on his shoulder. At once he imitated the plaintive hoo-o-o- hoo-o-o- of an owl.
"In spite of the fact that we are crowded at home and too busy to see much of one another, Father likes to feel I'm around," continued Ted. "I suppose so," came slowly from the old gentleman. "I am sure I can fix all that," asserted Mr. Clarence Fernald briskly.
We hear he has had great success with cases such as Laurie's and we hope he may be able to do something for the boy. Of course, no one knows this as yet, not even Laurie himself." "Oh, Mr. Fernald! Do you mean there would be a chance that Laurie could walk sometime?" Ted cried. The old man looked into the young and shining face and nervously brushed the back of his hand across his eyes.
"He hasn't missed a ball game either foot-ball or baseball for for nearly two years now," ventures Fernald. "And yell! Say, it's something terrible." McHurdie turns on the group with his glasses on his forehead. "Don't you know what's a-happening to John?" he asks. "Well, I know. Whoever wrote the Bible was a pretty smart man.
"I am going to be the twelfth man. Just because one arm is laid up doesn't mean that the other one cannot do double duty." All protests were unavailing, and rather than deny him the pleasure of being one of the party, Fernald allowed that he could go, first demanding and getting a promise that if there should be a mix-up he would lose no time in getting to safety.
I shouldn't be a bit surprised if these men could lead me direct to something that would show where immense quantities of fur have gone in the past six months." "I wonder where they are going to get off," remarked Garry. "That is an extremely simple matter to ascertain. Why not look at the conductor's checks that are sticking out of their hatbands?" queried Fernald with a smile.
Nonsense!" his grandfather interrupted huskily. "I believe I shall be able to earn enough to take care of myself," continued Laurie steadily. "In any case I mean to try." "Of course you will!" cried the elder man heartily. "Why, aren't you expecting to be an engineer or something?" "I I hope to," replied the boy. "Certainly! Certainly!" fidgeted Grandfather Fernald nervously.
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