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The next April, after Leipsic, Napoleon Bonaparte was banished to the island of Elba; and Louis XVIII passed from his latest refuge at Hartwell House in England, to London; where the Prince Regent honored him and the whole capital cheered him; and thence to Paris where he was proclaimed king of France. We heard of it in due course, as ships brought news. I was serving with the American forces.
Hartwell is my guardian and protector, but he will be a kind friend to you also." "Beulah, you are mad to dream of leaving him and turning teacher! I am older than you, and have traveled over the very track that you are so eager to set out upon. Oh, take my advice; stay where you are! Would you leave summer sunshine for the icebergs of Arctic night? Silly girl, appreciate your good fortune."
I have seldom seen a more splendid variety of fruits and flowers in the southern States of America, than I saw at Hartwell House. I should, however, state that I was not the only guest at Hartwell during my stay. Dr.
Introductions followed rapidly. "Drop into the Gridley seats and have some of the watermelon," Dick pressed the visitors, he and his chums standing in order to do the honors of the occasion. "It looks as though we had been trying to invite ourselves to a banquet," laughed Hartwell, "big chief" of the Preston High School "Indians." "We didn't mean to seem as rude as that, Prescott."
"Aw, ma!" burst out the indignant Luther, "how d'yer think I'm goin' to set on that cricket? My laigs 'll be way up under my chin. Make Hart set on it; he's shorter'n me." "Shan't nuther, Lute Small!" declared Hartwell, a freckle-faced youngster, who was the next step downward in the family stair of children. "Set on it yourself. Make him, ma, now! You said he'd have to." "Now, ma, I "
Don't be silly, child. I didn't tell you this to make you go. I only wanted you to understand how things were and are." "And I do understand and I'm going." Mrs. Hartwell frowned. Her face changed color. "Come, come, Billy, this is nonsense. William wants you here. He would never forgive me if anything I said should send you away. You must not be angry with, him."
"Captain Prescott, will ten minutes be enough for you before the sounding of the first gun?" "Yes, sir." "I'd rather you gave Gridley plenty of time, sir," urged Bob Hartwell. "If we can't win from Gridley High School fairly, we don't want to win at all." "First gun, then, at three-twenty-eight," called Mr. Tyndall. "Second gun at three-thirty."
She turned to confront the startled eyes of the bride elect. "What is it? Is anything wrong with Cyril?" faltered Marie. Kate laughed and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Nothing but a little stage fright, my dear." "Stage fright!" "Yes. Bertram says he's trying to find some one to play his rôle, I believe, in the ceremony." "Mrs. Hartwell!"
"Prescott," gasped Bob Hartwell, in a disgusted voice, "I hope you don't believe that any of our fellows, or their friends, could be guilty of such contemptible work!" "Hartwell," Dick answered promptly, resting a hand on the arm of the Preston High School boy, "I am offended that you should believe us capable of suspecting Preston High School of anything as mean as this.
Hartwell's visit and what had come of it, he only gave a discreet smile, as befitted himself and the occasion; but to his wife privately, that night, the doctor said, when he had finished telling the story: "And I couldn't have prescribed a better pill if I'd tried!" "Pill Mrs. Hartwell! Oh, Harold," reproved the doctor's wife, mildly.
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