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Do you suppose she's been walking that way for three days and nights? Why, she's only a child no older than my own daughter." Hillas nodded. "Where are her people? Where's her husband?" "Down in Yankton, Dan told you, working for the Winter. Got to have the money to live." "Where's the doctor?" "Nearest one's in Haney four days' trip away by stage." The traveler stared, frowningly.
"I'm clean worn out with it, Mart," she confessed. "We've been here two weeks the day, and the children howlin' the whole time to go back and McArdle workin' himself to the figger of a spoon with a mind to polish the lawn and get the garden into seed." But Mart only smiled. "'Tis good discipline, Fan." Haney senior was delighted with his daughter's household.
Haney, in his History of Economic Thought, says: 'It seems more nearly true to regard the years about 1500 as marking the end of mediæval times.... On large lines, and from the viewpoint of systems of thought rather than systems of industry, the Middle Ages may with profit be divided into two periods. From 400 down to 1200, or shortly thereafter, constitutes the first.
Before that it didn't want us to learn how to cure disease, or have steam, or anything that makes men different from the beasts." Haney turned his head. He listened intently. "Maybe it sounds superstitious," said Joe uneasily, "but there's always been somebody trying to smash everything the rest of us wanted.
"Are you out o' your head?" demanded the Chief. "He ain't got a mark on him!" "I ain't got enough," panted Braun, "till he's got enough!" His breath was coming in soblike gasps, the result of body blows. It hadn't been a fight but a beating, administered by Haney. But Braun struggled to get up. Mike the midget said brittlely: "You got enough, Haney. You're satisfied. Tell him so."
Out the ports there was nothing but hurtling whitenesses. The rockets droned and rumbled and roared.... The main rockets burned out. The steering rockets still boomed. Joe had thrown them on for what good their lift might do. "Joe!" said Haney in a surprised tone. "I feel weight! Not much, but some! And the main rockets are off!" Joe nodded. He watched the instruments before him.
"The dad is a well-meaning old rascal, and I'll go bail he don't do mischief." Patrick took this up. "He is so, and he means to kape to his own way of life. If I go West, me b'y, 'tis on wages as a gardener and, bedad, I'll draw 'em reg'ler, too. Bertha's heart vibrated in sympathy with this note of independence, and she heartily said: "I hope you will come, Mr. Haney.
This question sent a thrill to the heart of each of the three young people listening a thrill of fear, of doubt. And Ben said, slowly, perceiving Haney's fatherly good-will: "Yes, we expect to set up housekeeping, as the old-fashioned people say, as soon as Alice is a little stronger." "Very well, then," Haney went on like one who has made his point, "here's your chance.
Bertha betrayed no eager interest in these notables, but she was very deeply impressed by the far-famed Avenue, which was already thickening with the daily five-o'clock parade of carriages, auto-cars, and pedestrians. Lucius explained this custom, and said: "If you'd like to go out I'll get a car." "Let's do it!" she exclaimed to Haney. "Sure! get one.
"Now see here, Jerry, I can't let you take Mrs. Haney to that show of yours. I'll go myself to point out their weak points." "I know their weak points a bloody sight better than you do," answered Humiston, readily. "If you do you don't speak of 'em." "Why should I? You don't call out the defects of your 'hardware, do you?" Mrs. Moss interposed. "That's just what he does do, and it hurts trade.
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