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Here, as Forbush suggests, the summer probably was not sufficiently long to enable them to rear their young successfully. Granville Pike, North Yakima, Washington. The Ivory-billed Woodpecker, the largest member of the Woodpecker family found in the United States, is now nearly extinct.
"Come back as soon as you can." With a joyful heart Phil jumped on a Fourth Avenue car in front of the hotel, and started on his way up town. Leaving Phil, we will precede him to the house of Mrs. Forbush. She had managed to pay the rent due, but she was not out of trouble. The time had come when it was necessary to decide whether she would retain the house for the following year.
Any benefit he may derive from it will prove to have been dearly purchased." "You may order a carriage, Philip," said Mr. Carter the next morning. "Pick out a handsome one with seats for four." "Yes, sir." In five minutes the carriage was at the door. "Now, Philip, we will go to see my long-neglected niece, Mrs. Forbush. Give the driver the necessary directions." "Mrs.
"Is Mrs. Forbush at home?" she asked of the servant. "I believe so, madam," answered a dignified man-servant. "Take this card to her." Mrs. Pitkin and Alonzo were ushered into a drawing-room more elegant than their own. She sat on a sofa with Alonzo. "Who would think that Rebecca Forbush would come to live like this?" she said, half to herself. "And that boy," supplemented Alonzo. "To be sure!
Those smitten with the institution craze or with any extreme correctionalist views will never solve the problem of criminal youths. First of all, they must be carefully and objectively studied, lived with, and understood as in this country Gulick, Johnson, Forbush and Yoder are doing in different ways, but each with success.
Generally he came home looking depressed, after a long and ineffectual search for employment. Now he was fairly radiant with joy. "Phil, you've got a place; I know you have!" exclaimed Julia, noticing his glad expression. "Where is it? Is it a good one?" "Have you really got a place, Philip?" asked Mrs. Forbush. "Yes, for the present." "Do you think you shall like your employer?"
Forbush, about the rent?" asked Phil, in a tone of sympathy. "I don't know. I shall try to get the landlord to wait, but I don't know how he will feel about it." "I wish I had plenty of money. I would gladly lend you all you need." "I am sure you would, Philip," said Mrs. Forbush. "The offer does me good, though it is not accompanied by the ability to do what your good heart dictates.
Carter gave orders to have his trunk sent for from the steamer, and took possession of the room. Philip's room was smaller, but considerably more luxurious than the one he occupied at the house of Mrs. Forbush. "Have you any money, Philip?" asked the old gentleman. "I have twenty-five cents," answered Philip. "That isn't a very large sum," said Mr. Carter, smiling.
Forbush sadly. "My name is Mrs. Pitkin!" said that lady frigidly. "You have not forgotten that we are cousins, surely?" "I do not care to remember it, Mrs. Forbush. Good-day." There was no alternative but for Mrs. Forbush to say "good-day" also, and to descend the steps. Philip joined her in the street. "Are you really the cousin of Mrs. Pitkin?" he asked. "Yes," answered Mrs. Forbush.
There was Forbush, who lunched furtively on an apple and had given a private establishment to each one of his twelve children. There was Gwathmeys, who had twice ruined himself for his enemies and made a fortune from his friends. There was Attersol, who could have bought the White House and whose sole pleasures were window-gardening and the accord of violins. On the grand-tier was Mrs.
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