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"She says to me, 'Where's Gran'pa? she says, and when I says, haughty like, 'Who do you mean? she says, 'Father Christmas! If you was to tell her that you are only fifty-three, she'd laugh in your face." "Let her laugh," said the other, sourly. "Come out and get it off," said Mr. Mills, earnestly.
"She says to me, 'Where's Gran'pa? she says, and when I says, haughty like, 'Who do you mean? she says, 'Father Christmas! If you was to tell her that you are only fifty-three, she'd laugh in your face." "Let her laugh," said the other, sourly. "Come out and get it off," said Mr. Mills, earnestly.
The truth is, Gran'pa, that you're used up with the hard work of the last few weeks, and another five days of begging for subscriptions would wreck you entirely. So you're to stop short this very minute and rest up and take it easy and not worry." "But my dear!" "See here, Gran'pa Jim," with assumed sternness, "you've worked hard to secure Dorfield's quota, and you've failed.
"For, you see, gran'pa, this rascal may return. His friend may have kept him in long talk. We may meet him coming into the village." "It is not likely; but come along. Give me that staff, my son, and your arm on the other side. I feel that my eyes are no longer young." "You could shoot still, gran'pa?" "Not well." "What, couldn't you hit a chap like Stevens between the eyes at ten paces?
"But, Ned, I'm afraid to lend them to you." "What 'fraid of?" "That you'll use them." "To be sure I will, if there's any need, gran'pa. What do I get them for?" "Ah, yes! but I fear you'll find a necessity where there is none. You'll be thrusting your head into some fray in which you may lose your ears." "By Jupiter, no! No, gran'pa, I'll wait for the necessity. I won't look for it.
"You are always right, Gran'pa Jim," she said, kissing him fondly. "Drat that traitor, though! How I hate a snake in the grass." The activities of the Liberty Girls of Dorfield did not cease with their successful Liberty Bond "drive."
"Oh, it won't take all day for that," she replied with a laugh. "I'll be glad of the walk. "Where shall we go, Gran'pa Jim?" "Perhaps to the mill-race. We haven't visited it for a long time." She ran to the house to put away her books and get her stout shoes, and presently rejoined him, when together they strolled up the street and circled round the little town until they came to the river bank.
On one of the rows of seats at the back of the stand sat Mary Louise Burrows, the granddaughter of Colonel Hathaway, with several of her girl friends, and her heart leaped with pride to witness the ovation accorded her dear "Gran'pa Jim."
She suspected that he had been sent to Beverly, after the other man left, to watch her movements, with the idea that sooner or later she would rejoin her grandfather. Perhaps, had any letter come for her from her mother or Gran'pa Jim, this officer would have seized it and obtained from it the address of the man he was seeking.
"I don't suppose the man has forgiven me yet for suspecting his loyalty, but you've always defended him, Gran'pa Jim, so he will probably tell you why he is celebrating." They entered the store and Kasker came forward to meet them. "What's the meaning of all the flags, Jake?" asked the colonel. "Didn't you hear?" said Kasker. "My boy's been shot my little Jakie!" Tears came to his eyes.
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