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We'll keep it a pleasant secret I want to give the farmers and cattlemen of this valley the present of a surprise. When the proper time comes I'll announce the responsible agency, I'll show that crowd over at Glenmore where the progressive people of this county live, I'll prove to the doubters and knockers where the county seat belongs!" "It's a great scheme," Morgan admitted.
When they had started out Nancy had thought that the ride could not last too long, but the sight of the tall, dark man at the edge of the forest had changed all that, and when Marcus drove in at the gateway of Glenmore, and drew up at the steps, Nancy was the first to spring out.
Dainty and Aunt Charlotte told of their travels. They had been south, they had been west, and they had brought home beautiful souvenirs of every place at which they had stayed. Then Dorothy and Nancy told of the life at Glenmore, of the new friends that they had met, and of Arabella and Patricia. It was a happy evening. Mr.
Dainty had postponed the actual "good-by" until a week after Dorothy and Nancy should have begun the school year at Glenmore. She knew that Vera Vane was a host in herself, her friend and chum, Elfreda was nearly her equal in active wit, and high spirits, and at least a few of the other pupils would have already formed a speaking acquaintance with the two new girls.
It was the custom at Glenmore to hold a little informal reception on an evening of the third week after the school had opened. Its purpose was to have pupils of all the classes present so that those who never met in the recitation-rooms might become acquainted. When the announcement appeared upon the bulletin board it caused a flurry of excitement.
There was yet another pupil who puzzled her, and, for that matter, puzzled the other pupils. She was an old-fashioned little girl, who was letter-perfect in all her studies, but never brilliant, more quiet than any other girl at Glenmore, and so silent that one marveled that a little girl could be so still.
He was the first man that ever drove a herd of cattle from Texas to load for market when this railroad was put through. Some of those skulkers from Glenmore shot him down at his door two months after he took office." "I thought the boy looked like he'd been trained on the range," Morgan said, thoughtfully. "Yes, Dell was raised in the saddle, drove several trips from Texas up here.
"Good-morning," Beth replied faintly. "We called are you Mr. Lawrence?" "At your service." Lawrence bowed. "I rarely expect in my line of work my business. Miss Miss " "Miss Kent," said Glenmore, interrupting. "And my name is Kent. I suppose you're wise to Mr. Pratt." Lawrence continued to bow. "I'm very happy to how are you, Pratt? How are you? Won't you have a chair, Miss Kent?"
"Half the people in Glenmore want to come over to the railroad. They'd vote with us if they could be made to feel this was a town to bring their families to." Seth seemed to take this information like a pill under his tongue and dissolve it in his reflective way. Judge Thayer left him to his ruminations, apparently knowing his habits.
The big sleigh at Glenmore would hold twenty girls, while the beautiful Russian sleigh at the Stone House held four, and the pony sleigh two. Mrs. Marvin, in making out the list for each party, was careful to place those already acquainted together.
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