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Napoleon looked up from his books and counted the clothes. "There is one sock missing," said he, sternly. "No," returned Sans Gene. "Half of each sock was washed away, and I sewed the remaining halves into one. One good sock is better than two bad ones. If you ever lose a leg in battle you may find the odd one handy." "How can I ever repay you?" cried Napoleon, touched by her friendly act.
After contemplating the sleepers for a moment he retired a few paces and concealed himself in the long grass, from which position he pitched one of the huge birds into the air, so that it fell on the captain's upturned visage. The snore changed at once into a yell of alarm, as the mariner sprang up and grasped his sword, which, of course, lay handy beside him.
"It's too bad," remarked the captain sympathetically. "I'd have liked to have him along, not only for his company, but for his shrewdness as well. He's got a level head on those shoulders of his, and his advice at times might come in mighty handy.
Joe heaved a heavy sigh as he thought of the strapping lad who had brought such sorrow to his mother. So strong and so handy on the wagon. Old 'Liza loved him like a brother and minded him even better than she did himself. If he only had him now, they could face the winter and the bad times, and pull through. But things never had gone right since he left.
"No," answered Handy calmly. "No, I'm no enthuser. I was just turning over in my mind your proposition. As I have not seen your paper, how it would suit, I can't imagine what it looks like." "What in thunder has that got to do with the case? Paper is paper, printing is printing, and pictures are pictures, ain't they?" "Quite correct, my friend.
I myself gin her the receipt for the best mustard poultice that ever drawed, and two pairs of clouded blue-and-white wool socks I had knit on the way, and though it wuz a warm country she said they would come handy when her patients had chills.
We haven't made any plans." "Then suppose we tow you over in front of our camp? We'll be handy, then, in case you need us again." Harriet shook her head. "I don't think that would be best. You see, we wish to go it alone. We don't wish to have to depend upon any one." "You don't have to do so. You are able to take care of yourselves.
An officer and a gentleman, a youth of friendly ways and kindly living, if one may judge by the face of the dead; and he comes by the same end to the same goal as Handy Solomon. Why not? And why should one philosophise in a book that will never be read? Hold on! Perhaps just perhaps it may be read. The officer was not long dead.
We have brought nearly the entire woods with us." "It was a good idea," said Ralph. "A stunning good idea. They may come in handy to sleep on." Mrs. Ellsworth turned cold. "What do you mean?" she gasped. "Ralph," sternly demanded his father, "you don't mean to tell us that you let the Van Kamps jockey us out of those rooms after all?" "Indeed, no," he airily responded.
The chauffeur, partly an Indian himself, knew well how to manage his captive and quieted the fellow by squeezing his throat with his broad stubby fingers. "How long have you had him there?" inquired Uncle John, looking at the discomfited "brave" curiously. "About an hour," was the reply. "Let him go, then. We have no prison handy, and the man has perhaps been punished enough."
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