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Kid Follansbee had long admired her, but of late he had been quite hopeless. He had observed the favor in which Ennis had seemed to stand before the girl, and had perhaps been rather jealous. It was pleasant to be spoken to so agreeably now. "We ain't supposed to tell," he informed her, apologetically. "It's against the rules. Private messages ain't supposed to be told to anyone."
On the platform Joe Follansbee greeted him pleasantly. "A fine clear day, doctor," said the station agent. "Yes, everything is beautifully clear now," answered Dr. Starr amiably. "Shouldn't wonder if this were about the last of the cold weather." Then he got on the caboose, where the crew welcomed him.
That's why the 'old man' proposes to get in his work first, and we march at daylight to form connection with Hancock. By Jove, Chesley, but that woman in black over there with Follansbee is the handsomest picture I've seen south of the line. Mark how her eyes sparkle, and how prettily the light gleams in her hair. Who is she, do you chance to know?"
Of the rest of our company in that famous old camp by "Follansbee Water" there is little more to be said which will interest others or recall names known to the world.
"I'm going to see, anyway," she answered. In the station she found Joe Follansbee in his little office. The telegraphic sounder was clicking away, with queer sudden interruptions, in the manner that is so mysterious to the uninitiated. "Are you busy, Joe?" she asked him, graciously. "Sure thing!" answered the young fellow, grinning pleasantly. "There's the usual stuff.
In fact, he discovered the inward nature of a man whom we have accepted as a Real Guy and as one of us. Gentlemen, I cannot trust my voice to say it, so I have written it down." He uncovered a large blackboard and on it, in huge capitals, was the legend: George Follansbee Babbitt oh you Folly! The Boosters cheered, they laughed, they wept, they threw rolls at Babbitt, they cried, "Speech, speech!
Finally, one of the men, having none of her reasons for keeping still, came forth with a direct question. "I reckon you got out to Roarin' Falls all safe with that there pooty gal, didn't ye?" he asked. It was Joe Follansbee who had sought this information, being only too eager to hint at something wrong on the part of a man he had long deemed a rival.
I had in the mean time been into the Wilderness and selected a site for the camp on one of the most secluded lakes, out of the line of travel of the hunters and fisherfolk, a deep cul de sac of lake on a stream that led nowhere, known as Follansbee Pond. There, with my guide, I built a bark camp, prepared a landing-place, and then returned to Saranac in time to meet the arriving guests.
At last he passed over the bridge, in a flurry of swirling ice-crystals, and finally made his way into McGurn's store, which is across the way from the railway depot. "Cold night," he announced, stamping his feet near the door. "Follansbee he says they report fifty below at White River," a man sitting by the stove informed him. Coogan nodded and approached the counter.
I've never worn a wrist-watch, or parted my name in the middle, but I will confess to 'Follansbee. My only justification is that my old dad though otherwise he was perfectly sane, and packed an awful wallop when it came to trimming the City Fellers at checkers named me after the family doc, old Dr. Ambrose Follansbee. I apologize, boys.
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