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Trixie Lee, little Beatrix Lee, daughter of J. Lord and Lady Lee, must have her childish face scarred and her eyes glazed. Mrs. Hally Bemis, a Prodigal, must be swathed in silk. Elizabeth Cady Stanton Ward and all her sisters must be put in the simple garb of school-teachers. Miss Hendricks, a Mouse, must hide in the dusky places; and Ellen Culpepper, a Memory, must come to life.
Ward looked at the colonel coldly a moment and then blurted out: "Ah, shucks, sir stuff and nonsense! You know what she was before the war Happy Hally! My gracious, Martin, how could you?" Martin Culpepper brought his chair down with a bang and turned squarely to Ward. "General, the war's over now. I knew Happy Hally and I knew the Red Legs she trained with.
Her face was pale, and pinched, and wan, but it flushed brightly as Harold came in, and she went eagerly forward to meet him. 'Hally, you naughty boy! she began, as she gave him her little, thin hand. 'Why didn't you come before? You don't know how I have missed you. You must not forget me now that Jerrie is at home.
'And I suppose you will find the money for all that elegance, Maude said, as she held one end of a board for Harold to nail. 'We are cutting our garment according to the cloth, and if you don't like it you'd better go away. We do not want any drones in the hive, do we, Hally?
"Could we?" quivered Hallam, who, with few demerits against him, felt inclined to take a chance. But Pennington, to whom he appealed, shook his head. "Too big a risk, Hally," replied Pen. "And trebly dangerous, with that greaser, Darrin, in the class." "Oh, stow that," growled Hallam. "Darrin is no greaser. You've got him on your black books that's all."
'I may as well begin to practice, and see if I can bear it, she thought, as she walked slowly home, where she astonished Mrs. Crawford by asking her to make some mush for dinner. 'Mush! Why, child, I thought you hated it' Mrs. Crawford exclaimed. 'I did hate it, Jerry replied, 'but I want it now real bad. Make it for me, please. Harold likes it, don't you, Hally?
Under Captain J. Lord Lee whose life afterwards touched Barclay's sometimes "The Army of the Border," being about forty in number, came to Sycamore Ridge that night, and greatly to the scandal of the decent village, there appeared with the men two women in short skirts and red leggins, who were introduced at Schnitzler's saloon as Happy Hally and Lady Lee.
"Wouldn't I just step out on the porch a short little minute," he whispered as he came around in the rear of Aunt Hally to bid me good-night, ending the whisper, according to the style of all boy-lovers, "I've got something to tell you."
But to drag you two into it " Hallam could go no further. He was choking up with honest emotion. "Don't bother about it, Hally," urged Dave. "It's all in the day's work for a sailor. We'll just take it as it comes, old fellow." To not one of the trio did it occur to let go of the life buoys and sink as a means of ending misery. In the first place, human instinct holds to hope.
Keith's smile died out, and there was something very like a cloud lowering on his brow. Several others appeared surprised, and Mr. Nailor, a small bald-headed man, said across the table: "Hally, don't you tell that story." But Mrs. Nailor was not to be controlled. "Oh, I must tell it! It is not going to hurt any of you. Let me see if there is any one here very young and innocent?"
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